My World
A mother once asked her son, what is the world to you.
Being only 8 years old, he thinks the world is playing on he's xbox talking with friends.
The mother asked her son, do you want to know what the world means to me.
Her son replied yes mum I do.
Well look into my eyes she said.
Mummy your being silly, the boy laughed.
I only see my refection.
That my boy is my world.
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