Memory Lane

Being able to spend time with my parents brings back nice memories. The thought of staying away from them brings tears to my eyes. My mother used to have very little lunch, yet she tried to fill my stomach. Her sacrifices for me bring tears to my eyes. Whenever I shared any grievance, she tried to alleviate it. The memories of her always bring tears to my eyes. She used to prepare nice tea for me. Her memories always bring tears to my eyes. She is very kind and considerate. She could never bear to see others in pain. My grandmother was also a very kind person. The memories of them always bring tears to my eyes. They were very kind people. In whatever small way they could, they helped everyone in distress. Thank you, dear all.