Father and Son
Time is flying by
down the river stream,
over the hill of sunrise
your little one is growing fast
under our bare eyes
The first time you saw him giggle
you got mesmerized
and as he voiced his first word
you reached the heavens high
Any moment of your life befits a bliss
as he presents you a sweet kiss
every silly act the cute dude does
that turns into a surprised gift
In time he will grow up
and follow his own way
but nothing to fret, dad
to you he remains the LITTLE one,
your beloved son, as always.
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