This poem is about all those unsung warriors (parents), who sacrifice their lives for our betterment, our future. Let's dive into the poem.

Sitting at the home, Overthinking about every possibility that can happen in our life. But what about our parents Who sacrifice their life for our betterment? Don't they feel like sitting in home, Eating their favourite dish? Don't they also feel like wearing new clothes on special occassions? But no, inspite of their wishes, They stand in the scorching heat of the sun like a brave flower thinking about the future of their child. Getting happy after seeing their kids joyful, Buying clothes before themselves, Wearing torned clothes after providing the best facilities to their children, are our parents. And as being the child of such a great personality, we should make them proud In the whole crowd...   

Posted by Shivani

1 year