For my God and parents. <br /> <br />There’s a place greater than Rome, <br />That’s the place I call my home. <br />There’s a room where I can rest in the night <br />And in my home, my parents love there. <br /> <br />I am a blessed child, <br />Because my parents are loving and mild. <br />I thank God for my parents <br />That can give me many special moments <br />I thank God for their care for me <br />And what I said is really. <br /> <br />I thank God again for my Beloved Parents <br />This is I say or this what I’ve said I really meant. <br />May the Lord bless them day by day <br />And super health everyday. <br /> <br />This poem I wrote that comes from my heart <br />May be to them a lovely art. <br /> <br />Copyright © 2009 by Obed Dela Cruz <br /> <br />(To use this poem in a legal way, you could email me in princeobed_dc@yahoo.com but of course, you cannot own the poem because you will be violating the rules of information systems and copyright) <br /> <br />(July 21,2009; Marikina City; 5: 42PM)<br /><br />Obed dela Cruz<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-home-and-beloved-parents/
