In the quiet dawn of early light, Her silhouette stands, fierce and bright, With hands that cradle and defy, A testament of strength nearby. When shadows lengthen and hope dims low, She whispers truths the heart should know, A guardian through uncharted seas, Her love a soft and steady breeze. In evenings' quiet, secrets shared, A bond so honest, deeply bared, She leans on me as I on her, Two souls entwined, a gentle purr. Strong and loving, bold, yet kind, In her, a world I'll always find, A grandma, mother, best of friends, A circle of love that never ends.