In the twilight of their years, they stand tall,
With stories etched in wrinkles, wisdom in their call.
Hands that held us close, hearts that beat so true,
Grandparents’ love, a timeless hue.

Through seasons’ change, their spirits never fade,
Guiding light in darkness, a comforting shade.
Memories of laughter, tales of yesteryears,
In their presence, vanish all our fears.

Their voices, soft whispers in the night,
Echoes of the past, a guiding light.
Lessons learned from days gone by,
In their embrace, we reach the sky.

Blessed are we with their endless grace,
In their love, we find our place.
Grandparents dear, our hearts you hold,
A legacy of love, forever bold.