Because of you i never stray to far from the sidewalk.

DAY 3: MY PARENTS

You can see it in their eyes,
in tender hugs and long good-byes,
a love that only moms and daughters know.
You can see it in their smiles,
through passing years and changing styles,
a friendship that continually seems to grow.
You can see it in their lives,
the joy each one of them derives,
in just knowing that the other one is there...
To care and to understand,
lend an ear or hold a hand,
and to celebrate the memories they share.

Once upon a memory
Someone wiped away a tear
Held me close and loved me,
Thank you, Mother dear

God took the strength of a mountain,
The majesty of a tree,
The warmth of a summer sun,
The calm of a quiet sea,
The generous soul of nature,
The comforting arm of night,
The wisdom of the ages,
The power of the eagle's flight,
The joy of a morning in spring,
The faith of a mustard seed,
The patience of eternity,
The depth of a family need,
Then God combined these qualities,
When there was nothing more to add,
He knew His masterpiece was complete,
And so, He called it ... Dad

I love my parents so darn much. I know that because when they try to keep a secret from me, they usually speak in spanish infront of us. But because they always do that I have learned what they have been saying and now they have to find a knew way to keep stuff from us because I know what they're saying. My parents like to call me the strangest things. My dad calls me varies stuff. Like Brean Burrito, Farthead, brina, and other names. My mom however does not call me a lot of names but when she comes she calls me something like this, Pulga. Which I found our about a week ago in spanish class means a "flea". About a month ago she also called me "a weird chicken looking thing". You can see now how much they love me.