In the warm embrace of your laughter,
We find solace and joy anew,
Your stories, a tapestry of wonder,
Brightening skies of deepest blue.

With every hug, you weave a spell,
Turning mundane moments into gold,
Your wisdom, a gentle bell,
Guiding us as we grow old.

Through the years, your love remains,
A constant star in our night,
In your eyes, no hint of disdain,
Only affection, pure and bright.

Aunts, you are the unsung heroes,
Guardians of our childhood dreams,
In your care, our spirit grows,
Forever flowing like gentle streams.