In the quiet of the night, their whispers soothe,
Through the storms of life, they remain steadfast,
A beacon of hope, a guiding star,
In their embrace, all fears are cast.

When the world seems harsh and cold,
Their warmth is a balm to the soul,
With every sacrifice, their love is told,
In their eyes, we find our goal.

The years may pass, the seasons change,
But their love remains a constant force,
Binding us through every range,
A timeless, unspoken source.

In every heartbeat, in every tear,
Their love is a melody ever clear,
A testament to the bond so dear,
Parents’ love, unwavering and sincere.