In the quiet hours of dawn, a promise made,
To guide, to love, to nurture every day,
Through trials and joys, in every way,
A parent’s heart, a bond that will not fade.

With gentle hands, we shape their dreams,
Teach them hope, amidst life’s streams,
Through stormy nights and sunny beams,
We’re their anchors, or so it seems.

Each step they take, a journey shared,
With whispered words and tender care,
In every challenge, we’re prepared,
To show them life, to make them aware.

For in their eyes, our legacy lies,
A future bright beneath the skies,
With love and trust, our spirits rise,
Responsible parenthood, a noble prize.