My pareny

My father speaks less, calm and kind, a heart so gentle, a peace mind. he works in silence,dreams so deep, his words are few, but promises keep. My mother's strict, her tone may burn, yet in her eyes,pure love i learn. she scolds with care, her heart so wide, her warmth is something I can't hide. Together they taught me what love means, through fights, through tears, through life's routine. they gave me all, through joy and pain- such parents, I can't thank again...!