In shadows soft, where dreams entwine, A child's heart speaks, its gentle sign. To you, dear mother, light of my way, A gratitude blooms, like dawn's first ray. For all your hopes, like stars above, And dreams you've woven with tender love, I whisper thanks, in humble grace, For every tear and warm embrace. Yet, here I stand, beneath your skies, With dreams that wear a smaller size. Forgive me, please, for falling short, In life’s vast sea, a timid port. I'll honor you with all I am, A loving son, an honest plan. Though paths diverge and dreamt roads blend, My heart remains, your closest friend.