In the quiet whispers of the night,
Where shadows dance beneath the moon’s light,
There lies a love, profound and deep,
A guardian’s promise, a vow to keep.

Through stormy skies and gentle rain,
They carry burdens, defying pain,
With every heartbeat, a silent prayer,
A beacon of hope, forever there.

Their hands may tremble with time’s embrace,
Yet strength resides in their tender grace,
A tapestry woven with threads of care,
Binding hearts in moments we share.

As seasons change and years unfold,
Their love remains, a story told,
An endless journey, a timeless song,
In parents’ love, we forever belong.