My Son
I prayed for a son ,
And god blessed with me one .
To me .............
Every moment with him is fun.
He is so cute and small ,
More pretty than a doll .
His chubby face is very pretty ,
His chuckles makes everyone witty .
His babbles make him look naughty
His smiles send me ,
Miles to ecstasy .
His giggles drive me into fantasy .
I pray the lord once , twice , and thrice
To keep away my son from evil eyes .
Copyright © Tulsi Rao | Year Posted 2019
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