One Year Old

This menace is my son Brings me a lot of fun Always wants to run Hates to eat even a little bun I love oiling him But he loves bathing And is annoyed If the taps aren't running He bites the candies Swallows rice Dislikes chapatti But oats are nice Only if filled with spice His actions during rhymes Makes my eyes shine If he gives a good take Then the effort is all mines This little one has many fans They keep on visiting Yet! the uploading of photos and videos are never ending. Toys bore him He is amazed by the sounds Loitering is favorite pastime Music makes him go round and round I enjoy listening "shhooooo" While tying his shoe lace up And also "mum” When his tumbler is bottoms up Splashing water everywhere Killing winter worries me Leaking diapers don't bother him Being naughty is 'Me'! To sleep, he hides my phone inside him As though I am a thief I need to stare at him The lullabies can take a leave Some injections kept him healthy Some drops, able My son! You will always be in my prayers and And a prayer too 'Dhairya', I love you May you arise high like a star That shines on its own And also help others shine.