I read a very inspirational article a few days ago. It goes like this...
As young parents we often watched our young sleep and glow in their cherubic innocence and beauty with complete tender lovingness.
But have we ever watched our aged parents sleep, noticing their aged bodies sometimes lying crumpled with tiredness and wrinkled skin that once were soft with the milk of human kindness? Have we watched over them with the same tender loving care we showed our young?
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