Threads of Family

Threads of Forever

Grandparents hold a quiet grace,

A gentle smile, a warm embrace.

In every wrinkle, wisdom lies,

In every glance, a love that ties.

They tell the tales of days long gone,

Of battles fought, of victories won.

Children listen, eyes so wide,

Dreams take root with them beside.

Small fingers curl in hands grown old,

Yet in that touch, the world is whole.

Two generations, hearts entwined,

An endless bond, by love designed.

For time may pass, and seasons part,

But their love lives in every heart.

A sacred gift, from God above—

The endless thread of grandparent love.