In the quiet moments, when the world is still,
A parent’s love, like rivers, flows and fills,
With guiding hands, they shape our dreams,
And hearts that mend with tender seams.

Through sleepless nights and endless days,
They walk beside us in countless ways,
A beacon bright, in times of dark,
Their wisdom leaves a lasting mark.

With gentle words and open arms,
They shield us from life’s many harms,
Teaching us to stand and strive,
Their lessons keep us all alive.

As time moves on and years unfold,
Their love, a story, forever told,
In every smile and tear we share,
A parent’s love is always there.