Treasure Island

Navya Lemburu


Our Creators-MOM and DAD! !


Mom, the sweetest word in the world
Who shapes our life and mould! !
She is a good Designer to our life
In which Dad takes part to sharp it as knife! !
Mom and Dad are God's Gift
whose wish is to uplift! !
They are really a bliss
whom we should never miss!
They sacrifices everything to satisfy us
So, we should realize to make them happy forever! !
It is very glad to have them for everything
Whom we should never blame for anything! !
MOM is a DESIGNER!
DAD is an ARCHITECT! !
Both of them shapes the child's Future
which nourishes the seed to Nurture! !
Really I am very Lucky to have my Mom and Dad with Me!
Which I promise to keep them Happy and support them to walk as Knee! !

Submitted: Wednesday, March 27, 2013
Edited: Wednesday, March 27, 2013
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Hai! ! This is Navya. I would like to dedicate this poem to all caring parents who gives up their life to their children! ! And it is also for children to know the value of their creators and respect them with lovable caring! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

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