In the gentle dawn of morning light,
I see my mother’s tender gaze,
Her hands weaving dreams so bright,
In every moment, her love displays.

Father stands with strength untold,
His wisdom guides through stormy seas,
With every story, every fold,
He shapes the world with gentle ease.

Together they dance the dance of time,
In harmony, their spirits soar,
Their laughter like a gentle chime,
A symphony forevermore.

In their embrace, I find my place,
A haven where my heart can rest,
With every smile, every trace,
I know that I am truly blessed.