A Son's Parents

To a parents' son, 

Your dad loves you truly.  He refuses to eat unless he is rest-assured that you are still around.  He questions your daughter like she buries you alive.  Your absence are telecast as days of famine.  Though he had full-course meals, he reasons that they have starved.  He starves himself and his wife when he knows you will return.  Just so, he can complains about your wife.

He told you to stop, if works were too much for you.  Stay at home, is what he wants of you.  What's better than TV, computer and air-con?  He even secretly slips you big notes when you need some.  

Your mum loves you madly.  She wants to follow wherever you go, except like a chick after her hen.  Like two inseparable sweethearts, she clings on to you.  She can't stand to see you as a man and wife. A stool she will to stand in the way.  She even coughs for your attention.

She was once alert, yet you said she was old and forgetful.  Then, she pretends all she was.  She doesn't recognize your daughter, not in front of you or anyone else, but she can call her by name when there's no one around.  All these have become a routine for her, even if she becomes old, and forgetful.

And your daughter, she loves you deeply.  To you, only a disrespectful grand-daughter she is.