In the silent whispers of the night,
They guard our dreams with tender might.
Their love, a flame that always glows,
In every step, their presence shows.

Through trials and triumphs they silently stand,
The guiding light, the gentle hand.
Their sacrifices, often unseen,
In every moment, they’ve always been.

Their smiles, a balm to our weary souls,
Their wisdom, guiding us to our goals.
With every heartbeat, they impart,
Unwavering love from the very start.

So here’s to parents, our eternal guide,
In their love, we always confide.
Their legacy, a treasure untold,
In their arms, we feel consoled.