Two best friends
Till the end...
Never want your bad,
Can't see you sad.
Your life is full of fears,
You remember them, fears disappear.
At pity things, they often scold you nice
To stop you now from doing crimes.
Whose repeated calls make you irritate,
You understand them later when its too late...
Then the time comes when you become a teen,
Songs and movies replace Mr Bean.
And you grow into someone more mean.
You start to think that everything is under your reign,
At small things you cry, or laugh out loud
All their struggle for past so many years just burn
So later you understand when time is gone,
The time to say thanks, c'mmon now please don't mourn.
Blessed are you who are forgiven by their parents from the heaven.
Unless you would have suffered a lot, my dear Kevin.
The ones whose eyes were, are and will always be on you,
These kinds of angels are found few.
They are the only ...and only,
At you they are mad,
Your lovely mum and dad...
YOU ARE READING
Mum and Dad
PoesiaThe relation we have with our mother and father is as beautiful as the simplicity with which I had written this poem in my sixth grade. it's kiddish, I agree! But its the truth that a sixth grader could then understand but now, I as a grown up adult...
