Love is when Grandma advises you,

When she shelters you from the rain,

snow, and sun.

Love is important without a gain.

Love is when Grandma holds your hand,

while crossing roads,

and walking long walks.

Love is peace with a tight hold.

Love is when Grandma gives you meals,

Table full with festive dishes,

laughter, and smiles.

Love is beautiful and delicious.

Love is when Grandma is near,

Giving comfort and soft words,

and short lessons.

Love is best, when life stirs.

Love is when Grandma cries,

tears of  joy, sorrow,

and confusion.

Love is mysterious, just like tomorrow.