Chapter (1) MY LITTLE BOY

           

   MY LITTLE BOY. 

            We lay together on the lawn

            My little son and I,

            Watching clouds of lambs and bears

            In summers bright blue sky.

 

            Then mummy comes and brings ice cream

            We eat with avid pleasure.

            The happiness seen in his face

            Is more than you could measure.

 

            He misses when I throw him balls

            He hasn't learned to catch

            He giggles loud, then trips and falls

            Gets up without a scratch.

 

            The day is hot, we have more drink

            and mummy says "be careful".

            "He's had enough to float a boat

            Tummy ache will make him tearful."

 

            I pick him up and twirl him round

            And fly him like a plane

            Mum says you'll be cleaning up

            If you make him ill again.

 

            I cuddle him, this tiny tot

            This source of all my joy,

            He burps, is sick and starts to smell

            Yep,

            That's my little boy.

  

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Reviews

[AMMD]

Innocent and beautiful poetic narrative

[MAD ENGLISHMAN]

Thank you so much. The memories we make with our little children last a lifetime. I'm 70 years old now and I have trouble remembering what I did last week.

[AMMD]

Watch time go by and try to remember to appreciate the moments. Hope you and yours are doing well

[MomzillaNC]

I love this. The inspiration of our little boys never fails, eh?

[Neville]

A little cracker, to be sure, both the poem & the lad. Smashing.............N

[MAD ENGLISHMAN]

He hee. Yes he was a little monkey and he kept me young.

[Sami Khalil]

Very lovely and endearing. You have brought joy and laughter to this little boy. A good father indeed...:).....................

[MAD ENGLISHMAN]

Thank you. I'm now spending a lot of time with my 4 year old grandson. I still get the same thrill and joy when we play together. Keeps me young.

[Sami Khalil]

Wow! All wonderful. You are welcome.