In the quiet dawn of our lives, they stand,
Shadows of strength, with love so grand,
Unseen heroes, with hands that mend,
The broken pieces, our souls they tend.

Through storms and sunlight, they remain,
Anchors in our joy, solace in our pain,
Their wisdom whispers in every breeze,
A gentle touch that always seeks to please.

With every step, they pave the way,
Silent guardians, come what may,
In their eyes, the stars align,
Guiding us through the sands of time.

As we grow and paths diverge,
Their love, a constant, will never surge,
Forever bound, a timeless art,
Parents, the keepers of our heart.