In the gentle whispers of a mother’s care,
Lies the warmth of home, beyond compare.
Her arms a fortress, her love a song,
In her embrace, we find where we belong.
A father’s wisdom, steady and true,
Guides the path with skies so blue.
His strength a beacon, his voice a guide,
A sheltering haven where we confide.
Brothers and sisters, laughter they share,
In joy and sorrow, always there.
Together they weave a tapestry bright,
Of dreams and stories, day and night.
Family’s bond, a sacred thread,
Through highs and lows, itâs gently spread.
In unity and love, we find our might,
In the heart of family, our spirits light.