In the garden of my mind, where memories stay, Sits Grandma's smile, lighting up the day. Her laughter was a song, sweet like summer rain, A melody that chased away my every pain. With gentle hands, she crafted tales so bright, Her love was the moon, guiding me through night. Gone to the stars, yet near like a whisper, In every giggle, I'm reminded I miss her. Though she's now a star, twinkling in the sky, Her laughter fills my heart, never to say goodbye.