Untitled: Part 61

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Within the bounds of gentle cradle of life's embrace,

Where love's essence finds its sacred space.

There dwell, the guardians of our earthly flight,

Hurdled by a love that knows no fading light.


Oh, parents beloved, in your tender care,

We find the whispers of love's purest air.

With hands that guide and hearts that mend,

You're the anchors upon which our souls depend.


In the twilight's glow and dawn's embrace,

Your love remains a steadfast grace.

Through every storm and every trial,

You've nurtured us with unwavering support.


From the first breath we drew, to steps unsteady, 

You've been there, our rock, our confidante steady. 

In every laughter, every tear we shed, 

Your love's warmth blankets our path ahead.


In the tapestry of life's intricate design,

Your presence, dear parents, eternally shines. 

Through the seasons of joy and depths of sorrow, 

Your love is a shooting star, guiding us to tomorrow.


With sacrifices made in silence deep, 

You've sown the seeds of dreams we keep. 

Your selfless love, a boundless sea, 

Nurtures the roots of our destiny.


Oh, how your whispers linger still, 

In the corridors of memory's gentle thrill.

Your laughter, your wisdom, your soothing touch, 

Illuminate our journey, oh, how much!


Sometimes they may do mistake true,

Or make us feel in a certain way so gloomy.

But in the end so far we must forgive them,

After all we're humans and this is alright.


Parents are like a sanctuary within,

Whom we take shelters under.

They teach us many things growing up,

Therefore we should always respect them.


But, in my case I have one parent,

The other one abandoned me.

Dodged his duties as a parent,

Pretended like I don't exist ever.


Still he didn't affect me in any way,

I have my mother beloved and so dear.

I find solace and compassion with her,

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