In the quiet of the night, a soft whisper calls,
A tiny hand reaches out, breaking the silence’s walls.
In the dim glow of the moon, dreams softly unfurl,
As parents cradle hopes in their ever-loving world.

The dawn brings new laughter, a melody so bright,
Echoing through the rooms, filling hearts with light.
Every step a milestone, every word a wonder,
In the dance of parenthood, we’re pulled ever yonder.

Amidst the chaos and calm, we find our place,
Guiding tender souls with patience and grace.
Every tear and smile, a story to be told,
In the tapestry of life, woven with threads of gold.

As seasons change, so do the roles we play,
From holding small hands to letting them stray.
In the circle of time, we learn and we grow,
In the heart of parenthood, love eternally flows.