In the warmth of her embrace, I find solace,
A gentle touch that always knows,
Ancient tales spun in whispered grace,
Where the heart’s deepest love flows.

Her eyes, a window to bygone days,
Filled with stories of joy and pain,
A beacon guiding through life’s maze,
Her wisdom like a gentle rain.

With hands that have weathered time,
She weaves a tapestry of care,
Each thread a lesson, each stitch a rhyme,
In a bond beyond compare.

Oh, the comfort in her knowing smile,
A treasure in her every word,
In her presence, life’s trials seem worthwhile,
Her love, the sweetest song ever heard.