In the quiet hours of the night,
When the world is cloaked in sleep,
They toil and labor without respite,
Their love runs infinitely deep.

Through trials and tribulations they stand,
With hands worn from endless care,
Their strength and courage, like a band,
Hold us up when life seems unfair.

They give without a second thought,
Their dreams set aside for ours,
In every lesson they have taught,
We find their endless powers.

So here’s to the parents who give their all,
To the sacrifices they silently make,
In every rise and in every fall,
Their love is a light we forever take.