In a house of love,
where kindness grew,
A little girl,
with the purest eyes,
Not from her own,
but hearts so kind,
Grandparents' arms,
a haven to find.
For parents lost,
in shadows deep,
To troubled paths,
where darkness sleeps.
Addiction's grip,
a cruel embrace,
Left a child adrift,
without a trace.
But loving hands,
reached out to claim,
A precious life,
a whispered name.
Grandparents' love,
a guiding light,
Filled days with joy,
and banished night.
They taught her strength,
and showed her grace,
To find her worth,
in time and space.
Their gentle touch,
their tender care,
Erased the hurt,
beyond compare.
Though shadows linger,
from days gone by,
Their love's a shield,
beneath the sky.
A grateful heart,
a spirit free,
For grandparents' love,
eternally.
Jan 15, 2025
Jan 15, 2025 at 3:10 PM UTC
In a house of love,
where kindness grew,
A little girl,
with the purest eyes,
Not from her own,
but hearts so kind,
Grandparents' arms,
a haven to find.
For parents lost,
in shadows deep,
To troubled paths,
where darkness sleeps.
Addiction's grip,
a cruel embrace,
Left a child adrift,
without a trace.
But loving hands,
reached out to claim,
A precious life,
a whispered name.
Grandparents' love,
a guiding light,
Filled days with joy,
and banished night.
They taught her strength,
and showed her grace,
To find her worth,
in time and space.
Their gentle touch,
their tender care,
Erased the hurt,
beyond compare.
Though shadows linger,
from days gone by,
Their love's a shield,
beneath the sky.
A grateful heart,
a spirit free,
For grandparents' love,
eternally.
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