I watch him sing
I watch him play
I listen to him
And watch him say
Him and I play
A very cute game
Even after many days
The game remains the same
Its fun to watch him grow
While I always wonder
That he learns life by himself
With mistakes, error & blunder
He is my angel
A naughty little figure
Filled with action, laughter, joy
Enthusiasm, curiosity & vigor
He would walk, he would run, he would fall
He would fail, he would trail, he would bleed
But he gives me a lesson each day
That I must try & try until I succeed…
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