Guiding Hands and Gentle Hearts: A Journey Through Parenting

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In the quiet of the morning’s light,
Whispers of dreams begin to take flight.
A gentle touch, a guiding hand,
In this world, together we stand.

Through laughter’s echo and tearful eyes,
The bond grows strong, never disguised.
With every step, a lesson learned,
In the pages of life, the love is earned.

The nights are long, the days are bright,
In their hearts, we plant the light.
With courage, patience, and tender care,
Every moment is a gift we share.

In the dance of life, in joy and pain,
The love we give is never in vain.
For in their eyes, we see the start,
Of endless journeys from the heart.

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