Holy books often
God, I know nothing
But my parents do something
For my well being
To rear me and bring up to level
I pray
For their long stay
Happiness
And wants to see smile on face
I don't what does poverty mean
But it is easily seen
Parents talk with silent voice
"I shall help them more" I take vow and promise
Whatever may be the reason?
They are nice persons
All parents may be like god to their children
Who always struggle to make home real heaven?
I shall bow head
And read
All verses from holy books often
And stay always happily driven
I shall bow head And read All verses from holy books often And stay always happily driven
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Lovely! Your faith's holy books are the KEY to a good and happy life. :) 9 Jul by Francis Rene Davidson | Reply