In the quiet shadows of dawn’s early light,
Lies a story untold, of a heart’s silent fight.
Through the whispers of time, it silently weaves,
A tapestry of love, in the air that it breathes.

For every smile that graces a face,
There’s a sacrifice, a moment of grace.
In the depths of night, where dreams are cast,
A soul finds peace, in the sacrifices of the past.

The silent echo of a mother’s tender hand,
The strength of a father, like an unyielding sand.
Through the trials and triumphs, they stand tall,
Sacrificing their all, to catch us when we fall.

So let us honor, with every breath we take,
The silent warriors, who for us forsake.
In every heartbeat, their legacy resides,
A testament of love, where sacrifice abides.