In the silent whispers of night, they stand,
Guardians of dreams with gentle hands.
Through storms and sun, they guide our way,
With love that never seems to sway.
Their words, a map to life’s vast sea,
With every step, they set us free.
In their eyes, stories of strength and grace,
A timeless bond we cannot replace.
Through trials faced and tears that fall,
They lift us up when we feel small.
Their sacrifices, silent and true,
A beacon of light to guide us through.
Forever grateful, our hearts remain,
For parents’ love, through joy and pain.
In their embrace, we find our home,
A love so pure, wherever we roam.