For my God and parents.
There’s a place greater than Rome,
That’s the place I call my home.
There’s a room where I can rest in the night
And in my home, my parents love there.
I am a blessed child,
Because my parents are loving and mild.
I thank God for my parents
That can give me many special moments
I thank God for their care for me
And what I said is really.
I thank God again for my Beloved Parents
This is I say or this what I’ve said I really meant.
May the Lord bless them day by day
And super health everyday.
This poem I wrote that comes from my heart
May be to them a lovely art.
Copyright © 2009 by Obed Dela Cruz
(To use this poem in a legal way, you could email me in princeobed_dc@yahoo.com but of course, you cannot own the poem because you will be violating the rules of information systems and copyright)
(July 21,2009; Marikina City; 5: 42PM)
What a loyal poem to your parents....I really like this poem and your style in thanking God...your parents must be proud of you! ! .....God bless you and bless them...10++ I hope you read my poems....Merna
the home and the parents are sure beloved because they got you as their beloved regards sandhya
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
There’s a place greater than Rome, That’s the place I call my home. no placr can be called better than home..whre we live and parents also live....it is beautiful poem.. read mine place called home.....o, mother...papa do u know and apa you too? ? ?