Monday, August 10, 2009

Son

SON
Your laughter is melody to my ears

Your affection …

I always want to have near

I aspire to protect you from your fears

Cause I never want to see you tear

Your voice…

I constantly want to hear

I desire to make you blissful all your years.

So, I will always be here

Oh, I love you dear...

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