In the cradle of family, stories are spun,
A tale of love, from dawn until sun.
From the first breath to days well-spun,
Together, they journey, as one.
Through thick and thin, they walk side by side,
Their love, an anchor, a steady guide.
In moments of joy, and when tears are cried,
Family's embrace, they never hide.
In laughter and sorrow, they find their way,
Together, they stand, come what may.
In family's warmth, troubles sway,
Their love, a beacon, come what may.
So let's hold dear this precious thread,
In family's arms, worries shed.
With them, there's nothing to dread,
For in family's love, we're forever led.
In the rhythm of life, family's song,
A melody sweet, lasting long.
In their embrace, we all belong,
A bond unbreakable, ever strong.
Natiqua Haque
