In the garden of my life, they are the blooming flowers,
Their love a soothing balm, their strength a constant tower.
Through seasons of joy and storms of sorrow,
They guide me with wisdom, into each tomorrow.

Their hands have built dreams from threads of hope,
With patience and care, they teach me to cope.
In their embrace, I find endless peace,
Their sacrifices never seem to cease.

Their laughter is the melody of my days,
Their stories the light that never fades.
In their eyes, I see reflections of pride,
They walk beside me, as my eternal guide.

My parents, my heroes, in every way,
Their love a beacon, never led astray.
With gratitude, I cherish each moment spent,
For in their hearts, I find my content.