In the quiet corners of our home,
Where shadows linger, softly roam,
Unspoken words weave through the air,
A tapestry of love and despair.

Behind closed doors, secrets lie,
Hopes and dreams quietly sigh,
Yet beneath the weight of hidden pain,
The bonds of family still remain.

Through the storms and silent nights,
We seek the dawn, the gentle light,
In every tear and whispered plea,
Resides a promise to set us free.

Though fractured paths may lead astray,
Together we’ll find our way,
For love is the thread that mends,
The heart’s resolve that never bends.