Momma and Dada

Momma and Dada

I was loved like a precious gem, 

walking in the street hanging on my mom's dress hem.

Had a multiple hugs from my dad;

and got a chocolate bar because I wasn't bad. 

 

I miss them so bad, 

I wasn't mad,  

everything happens for a reason;

and I believe on him every season. 

 

tragic childhood 

momma and dada went to stars

tried hard to be good

life is full of wars