Beneath the veil of everyday toil,
Lies the silent strength, the endless soil.
Where dreams are sown, and hopes take flight,
In the quiet hours of the night.

The hands that work, the eyes that weep,
For futures bright, for promises to keep.
They bear the weight, they face the strife,
In the unspoken chapters of their life.

Through storms they stand, through trials they soar,
Their love a shield, their hearts a core.
They give their all, they never cease,
In their sacrifice, we find our peace.

So let us honor, let us see,
The silent strength, the legacy.
For in their love, we find our way,
In parents’ sacrifice, we live each day.