In the quiet whispers of the night,
Where dreams and hopes softly take flight,
There lies the warmth of family love,
A gentle force from heaven above.
Through storms and calm, we hold on tight,
With hands that guide through darkest night,
The laughter shared, the tears we dry,
A bond that time canât ever deny.
In every smile and every tear,
The echoes of our love sincere,
Through trials faced, we stand as one,
A tapestry of hearts, finely spun.
So here we stand, with love so bright,
A beacon glowing in the night,
Forever bound by ties unseen,
In family love, our souls convene.