Doven Nagalisa

A quiet strength, a steady hand, A man who helps me understand. With laughter deep and stories bold, My uncle’s wisdom never grows old.

Through every moment, bright or dim, He stands beside us, strong within. With hands that guide, and eyes so kind, He shares his wisdom, his peace of mind.

Her voice, a lullaby soft and sweet, Her warmth, the comfort none can beat. Through every trial, through joy and pain, She stands beside us in sun or rain.

His hands may toil, his brow may sweat, But in his love, there’s no regret. With every lesson, firm yet kind, He shapes the heart, the soul, the mind.