When came out of the mother,
the baby is given the chance of
discovering along with love
around.
The opportunity is offered by the
parents,
though unseen by the child at times.
While time pass on,
the child began to notice the reality.
Parental love is revealed
naturally and yet carelessly,
resembling the artwork,
nearly perfect, but some small mistakes.
Thus, it is still the greatest of all,
in a format of letters after letters,
no space, no air.
Though kids did not care that much, or
more to the details.
Love of parents is a most desired
gift among many others.
It is a treasure indeed.
While time pass on,
teenage years of rebellions,
the motivation of disobedience,
challenged the love.
Once confusing,
the love existed,
the care lived,
more lively.
Say "no" was desired by the child.
Advices were nevertheless there.
Once in a day,
when it started to rain,
very heavily,
Parents appeared together.
"Are you cold? Are you wet?"
"I just see that you did not have the umbrella."
The child took it,
the handle was still warm.
While time pass on,
Away from home,
the child moved far.
Worrying of parents occurred,
"I'm very well here."
"How are you two?"
Said the child.
"Good, as usual."
Replied. Hidden the truth.
While time pass on,
a family of the child was constructed,
he had his own son.
Now, he understands fully,
that
Parental love is immeasurable,
passionate, and simple,
it is a love that is always there,
non-stop, and forever-green.
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