Like every child I had a dream
To see my parents proudly scream
To take them to places far and wide
To see them sailing while my siblings glide
To buy a Merc or R.R. to roam
To see them walkin in gardens of Rome
To make available everything best
To provide all comforts for them to rest
All these things cost money; I dont earn
But suddenly I've come to learn
The comfort n healing my hands can provide
Ensuring their restful sleep amidst painful stride
Is more precious than anything that costs
I feel i've won and my dreams aren't lost
Now well i just sit n pray
N this is all i've got to say :-
Bless me O lord with strength to Tend
So that I can serve my parents till the Very End !!
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By Prayerforall
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This poem amazes me each time I read