When no-one else could understand you
The reason was you were too young
You had such shits, then constipation
Your nappies had a pungent pong
And yet you always smiled, when you were through
Just like you always do
That's the wonder
The wonder of you.
And when you smile, the world is brighter
You reach for me, and I'm a king
Your happiness is worth a fortune
It means just almost everything
And you're always there, with that big smile
After everything you do
That's the wonder
The wonder of you.
Note: This was written for my Grandson (Archie) .
(with apologies to Elvis Presley)
If you want to sing it, Go ahead!
Phil Soar
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem