A toddler who is a sweetie pie
Always there as an apple in our eye
The little one Full of love and life
Pride of being my man's wife
Just like a blooming bud
Sprang into the lap to wed
Shines bright with talents good
Loves chocolates and home made food
Running behind the beloved Mom
Like the little fun with his favorite Brum
With the Sparkling Eyes
Loves the tales of dreams and wise
Just like little butterflies
Flutters away when he whines
Enjoys the complete life's spice
To the elders he is always nice
Miffy, Kipper and Luthapi
Favorites of our little sweetie pie
Hero of his own choice
Best of the neighborhood boys
With his racing shoes
And style of tomboy jeans
He raves behind the peer kids
With learning and his loving deeds
The very lifeline of our lives to view
In his joy, we find our peace true…
He is the love ever to find
With him, the life is more to bind…
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