When young ones are born
And start living a life..
The two strong pillars work hard
with a prayerful wish in mind..
A prayer that we may nourish our new born
In the best way that we can..
And with a hope that our future will be safe…
With our growing child who will soon be a man…
As infants and toddlers begin to speak
And express out their heart…
Parents understand it’s beginning…
And the race to the world is on start…
As pillars grow old and each strand becomes grey…
Young ones flourish and make their own way…
These pillars become weak but still pray each day…
For their young ones to lead the world ahead…
The father’s varicose vein and mothers joined hands…
Always wish for a good position for young one to stand…
When we work hard it’s surely that we can…
With added blessings from mother
And money from hard working man..
On hearing exhausted breath managing to speak…
On hearing crying prayers that roll down the cheeks..
We should understand their feelings and try to be best
As they want and as we can
