Son


I have a son who is soon to come,
When he's here we'll have so much fun.
Feel his tiny little hand in mine,
I will be happy till the end of time.
Watch him run and hear him cheer,
Dry his tear's throughout the years.
See his eyes shine so bright,
Watch him sleep throughout the night.
When he's sad ill hold him close,
If he's sick ill wipe his nose.
Watch him play with all his friends,
Hope the fun will never end.

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