In the quiet moments before dawn breaks,
Tiny hands clutch my finger tight.
Dreams of future, hopes that awake,
In the love that guides them through the night.

Through laughter’s echo, through silent tears,
The days unfold in wondrous ways.
A tapestry woven with tender years,
In the heart where time forever stays.

From first steps taken to words first spoken,
Each milestone etched in memory’s gold.
Unseen, unbroken, a bond unspoken,
In the tender tales of parenthood told.

As stars align in the cosmic dance,
And seasons change with nature’s art,
Parenthood’s whisper, a timeless trance,
Forever cherished in the heart.