In the stillness of the night, their whispers weave,
Tales of sacrifices, hearts upon their sleeve.
With gentle hands, they shape our dreams,
Guiding through life’s swift streams.

Their love, a beacon in the darkest storm,
A shelter, a place forever warm.
Through trials and tears, they stand tall,
Catching us each time we fall.

Eyes that shine with boundless pride,
In their embrace, we confide.
Their lessons, a legacy so pure,
In every heartbeat, they endure.

Though time may etch its lines on their face,
Their love remains, a timeless grace.
In every laugh, in every sigh,
Their spirit soars, reaching the sky.