Friendship with my Parents.


I can’t find the Meter to measure.

Parent’s love,emotion and affection.

It is the treasure of pleasure.

Holding our souls strong connection.
My origin was her womb.

But I live in her heart.

My temporary rest in the tomb.

But I got an institution to start.
Parents are my architects.

Design me and prepare me.

To be strong against times as erect.

And they let me choose and be free.
Friendship is rare and rare.

Friendship with parents is my dear.

Secrets and feelings with whom I share.

Parents care and rare in pair.

Happiness in my eyes with tear.

(By Aamir Aqeil Azfar)

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