In the quiet moments of the night,
When the world is fast asleep,
Parents stand as guardians bright,
Their silent vigil they keep.
Through the storms and sunny days,
Their love remains so true,
Unseen threads that gently sway,
Binding hearts as they grew.
Sacrifices made without a word,
Their strength a guiding star,
In every whisper that is heard,
Theyâre never really far.
For in their eyes, we see the light,
Of dreams and hopes so dear,
Parentsâ love, a beacon bright,
Forever holding us near.