Because They Loved Me
My father ached from a labored day,
all his hopes and energy slowly faded away,
when I asked why he said, “because I love you.”
My mother cried as I stood on the stage,
grasping on my trophy I gave her a puzzled face,
when I asked her why she said, “because I love you.”
My sister giggled and chuckled away,
she tickled and tickled me when I was having a tough day,
when I asked why she said, “because I love you.”
I smile and I live life fully every single day,
regardless of the obstacles and hurdles coming my way,
and when people ask why I say, “because they loved me.”
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