In the gentle folds of a mother’s embrace,
Lies a warmth that time cannot erase.
A father’s guidance, steady and true,
Lights the path for dreams to pursue.

Siblings share secrets in hushed tones,
Building castles from whispers and stones.
Through laughter and tears, they stand side by side,
In this journey of life, they are our guide.

Grandparents weave tales of days long past,
Their wisdom a treasure, meant to last.
With every story, a legacy unfolds,
In their love, a history retold.

Family is the heart, the soul’s gentle song,
Where we find a place where we belong.
Together we stand, through thick and thin,
In the circle of family, love begins.