My Parents Are My Caregivers

When I was young I was always told;
That my parents would someday get old.
You grow up thinking that you'll be there;
Your parents will be the ones to need care.

Then one day, when you feel bad;
You find out you have a disease, and it's sad.
When it gets too hard for working too;
Your parents will have to watch over you.

This is very hard you see;
To have my parents care for me.
And I thank God up above;
For the parents, I so dearly love.
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