Univers Grandma

(Verse 1:) Beneath the twinkling of the infinite space, a story hides, almost like a trace. An grandma with her walker, not weak but strong, challenged the universe, where she belonged. With a hand on her walker, firm and determined, she enjoyed the power of the stars, unburdened. She thought, "It's time for something to occur, for the universe to see my signature." (Chorus:) With a walker, through the cosmos so wide, she brings change, in darkness and in stride. "Behold, behold!" with strength and grace, the grandma starts her cosmic embrace. (Verse 2:) She rolled past planets and moons with ease, leaving behind a trail, one couldn't appease. With a gesture, powerful and refined, she turned darkness into a radiant shine. New stars born from a mere touch, a new universe, within her clutch. With smiles and kindness, upon her face, she saw the universe, not lost but in grace. (Chorus:) With a walker, through mist and light, she changes worlds, a poetic flight. "Behold, behold!" with love in sight, the grandma in space, her mastery in flight. (Bridge:) Every star, every galaxy, rearranged, with precision that heart and soul engaged. The grandma with her walker, in the universe revered, with love and courage, the chaos cleared. (Chorus:) With a walker, through infinity, she spreads hope, love, and serenity. "Behold, behold!" through space she swings, the grandma, to the cosmos peace she brings. (Outro:) So the story goes, night after night, of the grandma in space, all thoughts in sight. With her walker and courage, in the starry band, she sketched the cosmos, with a tender hand.