Softly falls the morning dew,
At little farm, sun shines through.
With parents dear, by her side,
Their muddy feet, firmly stride.
In this serene and peaceful place,
Bicker and laughter fill the space.
Real moments shared, a blessing true
Their every sweat, she's grateful too.
As she walk, in this path of life,
Grateful for parents, who help her thrive .
For though she's 44 and not so thin,
She is still their chubby child -
with so much dreams.
for my Papa and Mama
Jan 15 2024 6:43am
