My son...My Rockstar

 Its hard to find a child like mine even if you dig the mine to gold

His spectacular types of tasks removes my mask of weiryness

Restlessness never ends but my child never rests

He takes my tests and breaks my silence

He makes sure that I remain curious about what next

For else who could dare to intervene him will have to bare his threats 

Will have to bare his cuddly face,

Will have to bare his innocence,

Will have to bare his charmness,

And who else could overcome all these than me

Because its hard to find a child like mine even if you dig the mine to gold.


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