In the quiet corners of our home,
Whispers of love and pain reside,
Silent echoes of what we’ve known,
In every tear we’ve tried to hide.

Beneath the laughter, shadows creep,
In the eyes of those who care,
Words unspoken, secrets deep,
In the silence, we lay bare.

Threads of connection, frayed yet strong,
Binding us through storm and strife,
In every right and every wrong,
We find the essence of our life.

Hope lingers in the morning light,
A promise of healing, gentle and true,
Through the darkest night,
Our family’s love will renew.