United States
25° 53' 13.7688" N, 80° 7' 33.9924" W


Everyday our parents give 

We thank them, but we still want more

Everyday they work to get the things we desire or want

But what we don't understand is the things they go through

The suffer

The pain

With no sleep

And stress

Hour after hour 

We don't understand till we see it for ourselves 

Some people aren't as gifted as others

To have a roof over there heads

Or running water to bathe or drink from

Or having food on the table

Some have nothing

They have to work for it to get what they want

So be thankful for what you have


By: Isabel Peng 



This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world


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