They taught
me how to
sit,
they assisted
while I crawled,
they helped
as I staggered
in steps,
discipline was
no candy,
painful, but
a path to mold
and guide me,
he is my
superman,
and she my
wonder woman,
both my solace,
my parents,
my heroes.
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It’s a beautiful day, the day we move beyond criticism of our parents, and we move to the place where we can appreciate and love them for the gift of life and love they have given us. Another beautiful post, OnahDave ❤
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Your words making tears protest to flow from my eyes…so so true.Thanks for always reading my work.I appreciate you.
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How beautifully written. How wonderful are your words, so full of love and passion. I commend you for honoring your Dad and Mom for they are truly gifts of God. Continue to celebrate and cherish them . 💜
InHisCare 🙏
Yonnie💜
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there are no words to express my appreciation for your constant motivation…Thanks
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To God be the Glory! You are welcome!
InHisCare🙏
Yonnie💜
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Parents should be children’s heroes. There are some unlucky children who have mean, cold or abusive parents. I feel bad for them!
I’m glad you and I had good parents.
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Surely we are fortunate to fall in this category.We will continue to show our gratitude by celebrating them…Thanks for making time to share your view.
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Lovely tribute to your parents, Onah!
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Thanks Susi.
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