To my parents…
My life I owe it to my parents;
Who sacrificed their desires in life to fulfill mine.
They have left no stone unturned,
To make my life divine!
When in my childhood during play;
In the midst of happy and gay,
I fell down and h urt my knee,
My dad gently lifted me up and asked me to join my friends back in glee.
When I was surrounded with worry and fluster;
My mom didn’t leave my side ever,
Rather she stood by me all the time,
With her beautiful heart, lovely and sublime.
Yet when they needed me sometimes,
I only said, “Everything is going to be fine!”
And they with a heavy yet hopeful heart,
Waited with a painful pine.
Life went upside down when I became a teenaged girl,
The world of mixed feelings surprised me with its vast vicious whirl.
And little did I know that the world was taking me away from my father and
mother,
Yet I enjoyed all the incredible glamour this world had to offer.
And then came the time to face the world alone,
Competitions, fights, rejections on my way were sown,
I stood like a lone, but all I had were my mom and dad;
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