In the quiet of the morning light,
Unseen bonds weave through our days,
A tapestry of love, gentle and bright,
Holding us close in myriad ways.

Through whispers of laughter and tears,
Our hearts dance to a silent song,
A melody composed over the years,
Unspoken yet endlessly strong.

As time marches with silent grace,
The roots of our love grow deep,
Embracing each trial we face,
In memories we cherish and keep.

Though storms may darken the skies,
Together we weather the night,
In the warmth of family ties,
We find our way back to the light.