Sonny Son
Title: Sonny Son
The school bell rang
Kids came pouring out
I couldn’t see my son
He wasn’t there
Nor was he about
He was up in the sky
So high & so free
Yet to be born
But has other places to be
Had the key to the clouds
He should be here on earth with me
So many sights to see
Ground to roam
Only in my dreams i cuddle him
When it should be at home
You & your sister
Could have had all sorts of fun
Im sorry son
Im sorry son
This pain weighs a tonne
Im sorry son, so sorry son
You now are the sun
Copyright © Liam Martin | Year Posted 2023
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