In the gentle gaze of time’s embrace,
Lies the wisdom of years, tender and bright.
Their stories weave through the fabric of life,
Guiding us softly, like stars in the night.

Hands worn with love, they cradle our dreams,
Nurturing hopes with a warmth so pure.
In their laughter, echoes of a thousand tales,
A legacy of love that will always endure.

Through seasons of change, they stand like oak,
Roots deep in the soil of memory’s land.
Their whispers of kindness, a melody sweet,
A timeless bond, forever we understand.

As shadows lengthen, their light remains,
A beacon of grace in the twilight’s glow.
Grandparents, our hearts hold you dear,
In every step, your love we show.