Our
parents
With
their white hair, A humble sight, With their soft voice, A
shudder hand, In our memories, Are forever, Our best
friends, Our parents.
Never tired, Always waiting for
us, Never exhausted, Always helping us, Our soul mates, Our
precious gift in life, Our parents.
And even if one
day, won't see them again, In our, sometimes too
quick, adventurous life train, In our memories, There are
forever, Our parents.
Thank
you!
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