My Beloved Parents
💗♥♥♥From the bottom of my heart, I love you and I miss you♥♥♥💗
When I wrote this poem, I was in the middle of difficult times. It was my first six months in Canada and having a non-friendly working environment. This was the time, when I ate food from my employers garbage can. This was the time, when I burst into tears while holding the garbage foods in my hands because it was three days already of not eating. This was the time of regret and questioning myself, why I did not obey my father’s will to stay home.
I begun to tremble and my heart is sinking into the agony of being ill-fated individual. So many of what if’s flooding through my mind and soul. But what could I do? Before I didn’t believe of what they say “life is so unfair” but because of my experienced, I believed it. However, life must go on. I still believe in God and trusted him that someday a miracle would happen. When I feel lonely, imagining of my father and my mother’s happy faces will ease my pain.