In the whispers of the morning light,
Family stands like trees in bloom,
Roots entwined in shared delight,
In every heart, there’s ample room.
Through storms that test and nights so long,
Their laughter echoes, soft and clear,
A melody of love, so strong,
Guiding us when paths arenât near.
In quiet moments, hands entwined,
Stories weave through years gone by,
Lessons learned, our lives aligned,
Underneath the ever-watchful sky.
As seasons change and years unfold,
The bonds of family hold us tight,
A tapestry of love retold,
In every shadow, there’s a light.