A Prayer - Poem by Ismim Putera
A prayer from your mother,
Like a ball of rolling fire,
It burns all the thorns and vines in no fear,
Making your path safer.
A prayer from your father,
Like a furious spiraling tornado,
It blows all the dark clouds and thunderstorms in one go,
Leaving you only the colourful rainbow.
Remember to pray for your mother and father,
As they remember you always in their prayer,
Pray to God for their health in the time later,
As they might not be staying in this world forever.
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