A pillar to lean on.

For papa and mama. 

In the cradle of your care, I was shaped,

Through childhood whispers, my dreams draped.

You gave me wings when skies felt far,

And held my hand beneath every star.

Through troubled tides of university days,

Your hope lit paths, your love blazed.

Sacrifices woven in your sleepless nights,

To see me rise, to give me flight.

Comfort traded, smiles concealed,

For lessons learned, for wounds healed.

You carried my burdens as if they were light,

Pillars of strength in the thickest fight.

I stumbled, I faltered, I questioned my way,

But you never wavered, come night or day.

Your faith was an anchor, your patience a balm,

A lighthouse of love, steady and calm.

Today I stand, not by chance or whim,

But by the fire you kept from growing dim.

To my heroes, my roots, my steady ground,

In you, life’s truest treasures I’ve found.

So here’s my heart, in words poured free,

A reflection of all you mean to me.

My gratitude boundless, my love sincere,

For parents like you, forever near.

©Bunguswa.™