Things don’t really hold value — They can be replaced, Found again, bought again… But a person… Once lost, is never found again.
In life, we often chase material things, Forgetting the ones who love us unconditionally. But when someone dear is gone, That’s when we realize what truly mattered.
My parents — they weren’t just my mother and father, They were my peace, my shelter, my everything. Today, I feel their absence in every heartbeat, Yet their love still lives on in every breath I take.
To those who still have their parents — Spend time with them, hold their hands, Their presence is a blessing, And their prayers are your strength.
Is there someone in your life whose absence still echoes in your heart?