Hands Of My Parents

Here I'm, reason goes to my

Parents, who are glorious in nature.

Here I'm, writing with too shy

Words you given me like vulture.

Here I'm, eating some and pie

Parents, you help me to mature.

Here I'm, sports I know why

Due you who make me a good catcher.

Here I'm, not I will die nor kill soon

Hands your lie on my head until fall.