My Son-Impromptu
Its a matchbox, its a monster truck
Its a game of hide and seek
Its the holding him while reading
As he gently falls asleep
Its the good morning daddy
Its the how was your day
Its the answers that he asks me for
That brighten up my day
But most of all it still remains
The I love you daddy
With those little arms he reaches out
Daddy can you please help me
Can you turn on my favorite cartoon
Son I'll always keep you safe
There's no such thing as monsters
Its the ball I have to chase
It a game of rocket football
That he always likes the best
Its the tackle me, can we play Hulk
The I don't need any rest
The smiles that light my darkest days
The pride of a little boy
The knowledge he so fast imparts
The meaning of true joy
Its the ornery and the awesome
That somehow I impart
Its the best laugh in the world
When he hears any fart
It's the daddy wanna wrestle
The can I get a bath
Its the greatest love I've ever known
That's forever meant to last
The daddy can you show me how
The I don't need your helps
I'm both saddened yet I'm happy
As he grows into himself
Copyright © M.P. Shaudd | Year Posted 2017
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