~Pencil n Eraser~

Pencil : I'm sorry.
Eraser: For what? you didnt do anything wrong..
Pencil: I'm sorry, you get hurt because of me.. Wherever I made mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you loose a part of yourself and get smaller and smaller each time..
Eraser: Thats true, but I dont really mind. You see, I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong, eventhough one day I know I'll be gone.. I'm actually happy with my job..So please, stop worrying I hate seing you sad....

"Our parents are like the eraser, whereas we like the pencil.. They're always there for their we, cleaning up their mistakes. Sometimes along the way they get hurt and become smaller...Take care of your parents, treat with kindness and most especially love them"

~mak ayah...T_T~