That’s our father who gives
Strength when we feel weak,
And gives time to rest
When we feel tired.
It’s our mother who heals our wounds,
Comforts us when we hurt.
It mends and rebuilds
Everything that’s destroyed.
It’s everybody’s friend,
It encourages those who feel like quitting in life.
It’s a shadow that’s always by your side,
It abandons nobody
Instead it raises you to fight for what’s yours.
Like a pillar, it gives a support so you don’t fall,
Pulls you out from the mud
And accompanies you to reach your destination.
That’s hope: the builder of our future.