In the quaint corners of the English land,
Where rolling hills and rivers stand,
A family gathers hand in hand,
Their bond as strong as the ancient sand.

Mother’s voice, a soothing song,
Father’s laughter, deep and long,
Children playing, young and strong,
In their unity, they all belong.

Stories of old, tales of pride,
Passed down through nights by the fireside,
In each other’s love, they confide,
Together, they face the rising tide.

Through seasons’ change and time’s embrace,
They find their home in every place,
An English family, full of grace,
With hearts that beat in a timeless space.