Family Love

In the textile of life, love’s threads do weave,

Two kinds of love, both beautiful and naïve.

The love of family, steadfast and strong,

A bond that lasts eternally long.

Parents’ love, a beacon, a guiding light,

Nurturing souls through the darkest of night.

In their arms, we find shelter and care,

A love so deep, a love so rare.

Family’s love, a mosaic so diverse,

Rugs of hearts in every verse.

Through laughter and tears, they stand by our side,

In their love and warmth, we find our pride.

Yet, parents’ love, the first we embrace,

A love that time and distance cannot efface.

From the cradle to adulthood, their love does grow,

In their love, a seed our hearts always sow.

Family’s love and parents’ love entwine,

A treasure trove of love, so divine.

In the end, there’s no need to choose,

For both these loves, our hearts do use.

In the end, it’s not a question of “versus.”

For the love of family and parents, trust us.

They’re both pieces of a puzzle complete,

A love so heart-touching, so endlessly sweet.

Thanks for Reading

With love

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The author originally published this poem on Medium on December 17, 2023