When pillars are broken building is to drop
With their support roof remains at the top
With their strength destination is to hop
With out them every effort is to flop
Parents are but real mercy of God
In their presence one remains like a lord
But when they leave then no one is to guard
The house then becomes the haven of fraud
Their strength remains in their sacrifice
In their presence virtue never becomes vice
By their pattern they are good and nice
For their services they never claim price
Col Muhammad Khalid Khan
Copyright 2015 Golden Glow
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Every line keeps a substance, a weight of its own...amazing poem for parents with such universality. Thank you for writing this.