dad always defined hard work as
fighting through the pain,
and never begin to complain,

and mom has always
sworn on angels,

but through the vast
amounts of lessons
i've been taught,

what sticks out most is how
we all demand different results
within similar situations;

we don't all pray,
we don't all fight,
but at the end of each day,
we're all searching for
that same glimpse of light.