Father is the strongest tree,
He stands by through storms for me.
When I stumble, he holds tight,
Shows me always what is right.

Mother is the moon so bright,
With morning meals and hugs so light.
Sings me songs to sleep at night,
Her love is soft, her heart is white.

Through their eyes I find my way,
They guide me true, come what may.
Their smiling face, a blooming flower,
Without their love, life turns sour.

They’re the wings that help me rise,
Filling hope beneath the skies.
In my world, they shine so clear,
My mom and dad — forever dear.


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