Very rich and busy parents asked their son,
"You have every luxury here,,
Best food,
People at your beck and call,
Why do you prefer your middle class friend's home more than ours.
Ours is a cold empty house,
Theirs is a small warm home,
Full of loving people with time for each other,
Here I feel I am with strangers ,
With my own who I rarely see or talk,
There I am with a family
Where hugs , kisses and laughter comes naturally,
Though not rich,
Little by little they have built their home,
With a mother's love and a father's care,
There I feel I belong.
5/3/2025