To Dad and Mom

In storms of strong winds, in storms of stark waves,
In this world, dad and mom are angels who save.
Sometimes, an only shelter looks so similar to a grave,
Your loves remind me why to brave.

I wonder how you are so calm,
I’m always so stupid with false alarms.
All around, they are too many harms,
It’s too lonely without your arms.

But if I didn’t wake up to fight tomorrow,
I had drown us in unforgiven eternal sorrows.
I promise I won’t leave our lives that kind of hollows,
I do my best to fulfill good wills and soul.

If I live, I will have lots of chances
With you, to share carings and happinesses.
For a time of tears and weaknesses,
I will win them with your kind blesses.

In the waves of wind or of sea,
I’m crying many times, I’m sorry.
But the world of brave, and safe, I will be,
Because you two have loved me.

#77

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My Favorite Dish

It’s neither tenderloin and foie gras
Of medium perfect cooking,
Nor a fresh lobster from Alaska,
Ten minutes before living.
Warm chicken soup, when I’m far
From home, is all I’m craving.
Who needs the salt from Himalaya,
Family sharing is great seasoning.
Can three Michelin Stars
Cure the scar of heartbreaking?
My loveliest dishes are
Simmered with dad and mom’s caring.

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Daily Prompt: Craving

# First time foie gras experience a few days ago + third time being sick in this year but too far to have mom’s cooking + Going to have chicken soup (by myself) tomorrow.