In the whisper of dawn’s early light,
Lies the story of countless souls,
Who silently give, beyond their sight,
Stitching the fabric that makes us whole.

As shadows dance in the evening glow,
Their echoes linger, soft and wide,
With every step, their courage grows,
A quiet strength they cannot hide.

Beneath the stars, a silent vow,
To offer all without a name,
A legacy written in the now,
In acts of love, their hearts aflame.

And though the world may never see,
The gentle hands that guide and lift,
Their essence flows eternally,
A timeless, selfless, sacred gift.