In the gentle cradle of morning light,
We gather, hearts entwined, souls aglow.
Whispers of love weave through the night,
In a tapestry only family can sew.

Laughter echoes in the hallowed halls,
Stories shared in warm embrace.
Through every rise and gentle fall,
In this circle, we find our place.

Hands that guide through storm and calm,
Voices that soothe the restless mind.
In every touch, a healing balm,
A haven where dreams unwind.

Together we stand, through time’s endless flight,
Bound by threads unseen, unbroken.
In the tapestry of love, woven tight,
A family’s promise, forever spoken.