In the quiet corners of our childhood,
They weave whispers of love and care,
Building foundations with gentle hands,
Their presence, a comforting air.

Through storms and sunny days alike,
They stand as steadfast trees,
Offering shade in times of need,
Their strength, a calming breeze.

Unseen sacrifices mark their path,
Their dreams, often set aside,
For the sake of those they cherish,
On life’s unending tide.

With tender hearts, they guide us,
Through every joy and tear,
Our silent guardians, ever near,
Their love, forever dear.