rakesh patro-facts

13 February 2014

Sweet Parents

Roses are red, violets are blue,
My heart is glad, my love is true.

You are my best friend in good time,
Rock in times of sorrow.

You are the reason for my sweet yesterdays,
And my promise for tomorrow.

Mother, the emotional strength,
Drag to move ahead in life.
Father the glue,
holds me day in and day out.

I have no perfumed heart,
No rose to spare.
But I have this rhyme,
To show you, I care.

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