In the quiet corners of the heart,
Where whispers of love softly reside,
A story of sacrifice begins to start,
In the gentle waves of an endless tide.
Love, a beacon in the night’s embrace,
Guides the weary soul through the storm,
Its light a tender, radiant grace,
Keeping the spirit forever warm.
Sacrifice, the silent symphony’s song,
In shadows it weaves its sacred thread,
Binding hearts where they belong,
In the silent words left unsaid.
Together they dance in life’s gentle rain,
Love and sacrifice in perfect chance,
Embracing joy, enduring the pain,
In an eternal, harmonious dance.