TO MY SON
I sometimes wish you were still small,
Not yet so big & strong & tall.
For when i think of yesterday,
I close my eyes & see you play.
I often miss that little boy
Who pestered me to buy a toy,
Who filled my days with pure...
Not yet so big & strong & tall.
For when i think of yesterday,
I close my eyes & see you play.
I often miss that little boy
Who pestered me to buy a toy,
Who filled my days with pure...