Kristian
My big strong lad, well who'd have thought,
you'd turn out quite so well,
You put me through the mill a bit,
some days we'd fight like hell.
I was so pleased when you achieved
the little things at school,
But then you'd disappoint again
and act the bloody fool.
you were a good kid underneath,
a clever boy, I know,
A heart as big as you can get,
you always let it show.
You've grown into a handsome man,
my rock i sometimes say,
My love for you is there on show,
every hour, every minute, every day.
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