Parents💕

When we were small,

The only word with us was,

“Parents”,

From fear to ecstasy,

They were with us,

In the victory, we hid under their smiley face,

When thundering, we hid under their strong breath,

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In the middle age,

They were seriously patient,

For forgiving us,

For the rudeness,

Which we thought of as the heroic performances,

But, at the end of the day, they were the real knowers,

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In the post era,

Now, they are unable to,

After consecrating their whole soul,

For the only fact,

What is called, “The Prosperity of Us”,

Let’s not neglect our parents,

Because we are the tree,

For the rest of their journey as creepers,

At this stage,

We cannot alleviate them only with money,

But they value the mental freedom,

More than money,

So, engage in a walk with them,

By getting their dithering hands,

And be patient with them,

As they taught us when we were small.