Worries cloud the mind like a gentle gray mist,
Help is a whisper on a breeze, always near,
Even in joy, a parent’s heart twists,
Never-ending hopes, mixed with love and fear.

Yearning for laughter, for days bright and clear,
Our children, our treasures, we hold them so dear.

Vigilant watches, we guide them each day,
Under the sky, we teach them to play,
Ready to comfort, to chase fears away.

Safety in knowing they’ll find their own way,
In our hearts dwells a promise they’ll be okay,
Never forgetting that love lights the way.

Watching them grow, a parent's art,
Health and safety, a constant start.
Each day a prayer, a whispered plea,
Nurturing them tenderly and free.

Yearning for joy, laughter's bright sound,
Out in the world, safe and well bound.
Under your wing, for a little while.

Heart full of hope, a guiding light,
Always near, to make things right.
Vigilant eyes, both day and night,
Embracing each moment, with pure delight.

Caring deeply, with love's embrace,
Helping them learn, at their own pace.
Instilling strength, with gentle grace,
Life's precious gift, in time and space.
Dreaming of futures, safe and sound,
Reaching for stars, on solid ground.
Every step watched, fears unbound.
Never alone, love all around.

Tomaž Jevšenak