In this life so full of trials and strife,
There are some things that we hold dear,
Things that bring to us joy and life,
Things that make us glad we are here.
For me, it's not possessions or wealth,
Nor adulation from those I admire,
It's much simpler than that, in fact,
It's something I can't buy or acquire.
It's the love of family that I cherish,
The kind that lasts through thick and thin,
With every hug or smile or touch,
My heart overflows and I'm all in.
It's the memories we create together,
The laughter and the tears we share,
Days spent basking in one another,
Appreciating how much we care.
It's the endless support and encouragement,
The way they always have my back,
Standing by me in times of trouble,
Our bond so strong, nothing can crack.
And though we may not always agree,
Or see eye to eye on every matter,
The love we feel for one another,
Is unbreakable, and for it, I flatter.
For what has value, to me at least,
Is not wealth or fame or power,
It's the love and support of my family,
The gift that I cherish hour by hour.