In the quiet corners of her room,
Stories wrapped in gentle smiles,
Her laughter dances in the air,
A melody that soothes the heart.
Wrinkled hands that hold the world,
Crafting warmth in every touch,
Her wisdom, like a timeless river,
Flows through the stories she weaves.
The scent of cookies fills the air,
A comforting embrace in every bite,
She stitches love into every seam,
A tapestry of memories intertwined.
Her eyes, a mirror to the past,
Reflecting love that never fades,
In her presence, time stands still,
A sacred bond that never breaks.