PARENTS AS ROOT OF TREES

In the sacred soil where life intertwines, Where tender saplings heed their parents' signs, There lies a truth, steadfast and strong, That parents are roots, where we belong. Deep in the earth, their love takes hold, Nurturing us with stories yet untold, With every glance, a lesson learned, Their wisdom like rivers, forever churned. Their hands, weathered from years of care, Extend like branches, soft as a prayer, Boundless affection, their arms bestow, Guiding us as we find our path to grow. Through sunlit days and darkened nights, They shelter us in love's boundless light, With unwavering strength, they defy every storm, Roots so grounded, the essence of warm. Their wisdom runs deep like ancient groves, Their love, a stream that forever roves, Through joys and sorrows, they stand tall, The pillars of life, never to fall. For within their roots, a legacy is sown, A bond unbreakable, forever known, For from their branches, we find our worth, Their love, the soil that nurtures our birth. So let us honor these roots, so deep, For in their love, eternal memories we keep, With gratitude, we nourish the seeds they've sown, For parents are roots, to whom our souls are known.