In the quiet whispers of the night,
Their voices echo in my dreams.
Guiding stars in life’s vast sky,
Holding hands, mending seams.
With every step, they stand beside,
In strength and love, a gentle tide.
Their wisdom deep, an endless sea,
In their embrace, I am free.
Through storms and calms, they are the light,
A beacon shining ever bright.
In laughter and tears, they remain,
A comfort in joy, a balm in pain.
Their stories weave the fabric of time,
In every word, a gentle rhyme.
Grateful for the love they give,
In their hearts, I forever live.