In the quiet corners of our home,
Echoes of laughter softly roam,
Photographs in dusty frames,
Tell tales of love and cherished names.

Around the table, stories unfold,
Of youthful dreams and adventures bold,
A tapestry woven with threads of gold,
In memories, forever to hold.

The garden whispers secrets old,
Where childhood games and dreams consoled,
Among the flowers, dreams took flight,
Beneath the stars, in gentle night.

Through years that pass, and seasons change,
Family bonds remain unchanged,
In every heart, a sacred place,
Where love endures, time can’t erase.