On this bright morn, when dawn unveils, Under the sky where stars once hailed, A grandmother's heart, vast as the seas, Bears wishes on the gentle breeze. To Maya Emily Iris, now eighteen, In her eyes, life's shimmer keen, The world unrolls its grand parade, A canvas where dreams shall be arrayed. Dear child, as you spread your wings wide, May kindness be your guiding tide, Embrace the winds, yet stay steadfast, In the love of moments cherished past. I wish you laughter, unending and pure, A heart that's gracious, intentions sure, May wisdom lead you through the night, And joy paint your days with radiant light. In these words, simple yet profound, Lies a love that's remarkably unbound, From your roots, grow tall and true, For my dear, my hopes dwell in you.