👨‍👩‍👧‍👧🅐︎ ❤️🅕︎🅐︎🅜︎🅘︎🅛︎🅨︎ 🫀 🅕︎🅤︎🅛︎🅛︎ 👨‍👩‍👧‍👧 🅞︎🅕︎ ❤️🅛︎🅞︎🅥︎🅔︎❤️

With a mother's love that warms my heart, ❤️
A father's strenght from the very start, 💪
A sister who guides me when I'm unsure,👥
And a younger one whose smile is pure.🧏

  
When the world feels heavy, loud,and cold,
Home is the place where my fears 
Unfold,
Through little fights and silent days,
Love still finds its gentle ways.


When I fall, they lift me high,
When I dream, they're standing by,
In every step,in all I do, 
My family's Love pulls  me through.❤️

If someone asks what luck can be,
I don't look far or try to see,
Mother, father, sister,too-
A loving family... That's my truth ❤️💗



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