Though these rhymes wander, its lines lift,
Our bond withstands the Ages' shift.
In journeys long and years that sweep,
The lamp of kinship's light we keep.

Though words may falter, verses stray,
In every stanza, hearts convey
A bond unbroken, ever strong,
With love and reverence where we belong.

Through days of joy and nights of tears,
We've braved the doubts, subdued the fears.
Each rhyme may tremble, yet we find
Respect and love, a peace of mind.

Others may gaze, but cannot see
The depths of what you are to me.
Our trove, a secret, kept with care,
A treasure rare, beyond compare.

The lamp we hold, its flame so bright,
Guides us through the darkest night.
In rhymes that wander, hearts do speak
Of love and respect, steadfast, unique.

So let the world in wonder stare,
For only we this vault can share.
Through every verse, each line we weave,
In love and reverence, we still believe.