In the gentle rustle of morning light,
Our voices mingle in laughter and song,
Bound by threads of love, so tight,
In this haven where we belong.

Each moment woven with grace and care,
A tapestry of stories, old and new,
In every smile and every prayer,
A world of dreams shared by few.

In trials we find strength to hold,
Together, unyielding, come what may,
In warmth of hugs and tales retold,
We find our guiding light each day.

Through seasons that change and winds that blow,
Our roots grow deep, our spirits soar,
In the quiet of night, in the morning’s glow,
Family, our forevermore.