I fell from the lane
With a very high pain
Just then came two loving hands
I felt like dance
Supporting me, guiding me
Caring and delighting me
I hopped here, and jumped there
With the loving hands taking care
On my face was a sweet
They made it easy to progress to miles
But at last I asked -- who are you?
Making all my dreams come true
Giving me all the happiness paints
The loving hands answered -- We are your parents.
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