Who were the ones who worked hard for money?
Who were the ones who tried to keep me happy?
Who were the ones who gave up all they have just for me?
It's mom & dad.
Daddy worked all day long,
No sleep, no rest, nothing.
Going for meetings, rushing all work before the deadline.
Mommy also worked hard.
Leaving work at 5pm sharp everyday.
Just to fetch me home from grandma's house,
And going out for a meal.
Mom always endured her boss' nasty words.
Dad always worked regardless how much work there is.
Everyday, I could see wrinkles appearing.
They were slowly getting old,
As I am slowly turning into an adult.
They were starting to get forgetful.
They sometimes tend to misplace items,
Forget what they did.
On that day maternal grandma was gone,
Daddy may have yelled at mommy,
But, I know.
He was stressed.
Mommy was crying,
From losing her mom to all she had endured during work.
As a third person,
It was certainly painful to see them this way.
As their precious baby girl,
I wished that I coul