In the gentle light of morningâs grace,
Their laughter dances through the air,
Tiny hands that hold the world with care,
Nurturing dreams in a tender embrace.
Eyes wide with wonder, hearts so pure,
Adventures bloom in every smile,
A universe unfolds, mile by mile,
In their presence, every doubt finds cure.
Through the fields of imagination they roam,
Painting skies with colors bold and bright,
In their joy, the world finds its light,
In their innocence, we find home.
As stars emerge in the velvet night,
Their whispers weave stories in the breeze,
A tapestry of love, that never cease,
Nieces, a gift, lifeâs purest delight.