In the quiet whispers of the dawn,
Where dreams and hopes are gently drawn,
A parent’s love begins to weave,
A tapestry of care, to never leave.

Through every challenge, every tear,
They stand as pillars, ever near,
With guiding hands and hearts so wide,
In their embrace, a child can confide.

The lessons taught in tender years,
Become the strength to face the fears,
Responsibility, a torch they bear,
Illuminating paths with love and care.

As days unfold, and seasons change,
A parent’s role may rearrange,
Yet love remains, a constant guide,
In the journey of life, side by side.