My parents that I hold dear
Mom, you taught me how to think and act creatively,
And that is one of the reasons why I am getting a graphic design degree.
You taught me to crochet, sew, and knit,
For that I'll never forget one little bit.
Dad, you encouraged my love for reading, which I hold very dear,
And I look forward to the books you get me for my birthday each year.
You taught me to appreciate the world and its nature,
The sights, sounds, and smells: the most important features.
I thank you, my parents, for mentoring me,
So that I can be as unique as can be.
From the depths of the ocean to the stars up above,
I give you both all of my love.
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