They love unconditionally, with sacrifice.
They care with compassion, no matter the price.
May God fill them with abundant joy.
May they lean on everlasting peace, their thoughts to employ.
Even when life seems uncertain,
may they find gratitude behind a curtain.
Joy fills the hot air balloons of their hearts.
On heavens hues, they see an opportune headstart.
Reign in their minds as rain falls through the sky.
Provide them understanding when all they want to ask is, “why”?
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Rowan Finley
Father. Academic Advisor. Musician. Writer. My real name is Jesse Balogh.
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I love this. What a sweet way to honor your parents and also speak to us raising our own children
What a sweet way to honor your parents with both heart and hope. I think sometimes the best “why” is simply answered with love.
What a beautiful tribute to your parents, they are wonderful human beings. The apple didn't fall far from the tree. 🍎❤️