disha pothagevan

my soul my parents

one who thinks about me every seconds

for my happy ends

are my parents

 

one who holds my hands in every sowwors

and beat my problems with arrows

are my parents

 

my every tears are precious diamonds for them

my pain gives them pain

are my parents

 

love of their\'s covers

my every disability

their love gives me ability

they make me complete

are my parents

 

my inventors

who are my happiness ventures

are my parents

 

till i am alive

they will always live in my smile fornt of me ,in my habits

in my every style

they will walk a mile

are my parents

 

before me thinking for my problems

they take my trouble

and make my life marble

are my parents

 

without my parents my body is without soul

i thank god for such beautiful moul

my parents