Grandmother, a name that whispers tales untold, Of hands that cradled life, both young and old. Your eyes, a well of stories, deep and wise, Reflecting decades etched in gentle guise.

Your laughter, like a melody so sweet, Could chase away the shadows at my feet. Your smile, a beacon, warm and ever bright, Guiding me through darkness into light.

Your kitchen, filled with aromas rich and grand, A symphony of spices, guiding every hand. Warm cookies from the oven, stories in the air, Weaving magic with each dish, a love beyond compare.

Your lap, a haven, soft and safe and kind, A world of comfort for my restless mind. With gentle touch and soothing, calming word, You chased away my fears, a sacred, cherished bird.

Your wisdom, whispered like a flowing stream, Taught me of kindness, a life's guiding theme. Patience and forgiveness, strength to overcome, The tapestry of life, with threads carefully spun.

You taught me how to mend a broken heart, To see the beauty where shadows try to start. With gentle hands you guided me to sew, The threads of hope and love, to help my spirit grow.

Your garden, a sanctuary, nurtured with such care, Blooming with life, a vibrant display to share. Each flower whispering tales of seasons past, A testament to love that forever will last.

Your voice, a lullaby at close of day, Singing songs of wonder, chasing fears away. Of heroes brave and lands unseen and grand, Adventures whispered, held within your hand.

You taught me courage, to face the unknown, To chase my dreams, and plant a seed of my own. To stand tall with grace, and speak my mind with pride, In this journey we call life, to walk with steady stride.

Your faith, a guiding light, a beacon in the storm, A constant source of comfort, keeping me warm. You showed the power of belief, unseen yet strong, A fortress built on love, where nothing can go wrong.

Though time may steal the swiftness from your stride, The fire within your eyes will forever reside. Your spirit, a force of nature, fierce and bold, A story etched in time, a tale forever told.

Though time may slow the swiftness of her pace, The fire in her eyes will leave its lasting trace. Her spirit, a force of nature, fierce and kind, A story etched in time, a legacy enshrined.

Grandmother, my heart overflows with love for you, A bond unbreakable, forever strong and true. Your legacy a treasure, a guiding light so bright, You'll forever be my angel, my guiding star at night.