Quiet Heroes Light the Way

Tears like rivers flowing wide. Finding hope in twists and tides. Through winding paths

of unknown bends, we search for strength where the journey ends. In steady hearts

and unseen grace, in every hand that finds its place. Strength is found

in hearts that try, in hands that lift when hope runs dry.

It's not in bluster show or might, but in those who stand when

there's no light. They carry weight with quiet pride, guiding us through every tide.

Quiet heroes will light the way through every night and every day. Heroes rise without

a sound, when others fall there on the ground. Not for glory