Just As He Was Born Poem by Anita Atina

Just As He Was Born

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He’s older now, and kisses me shyly
His words now often tell me coyly
Though he’s getting bigger, he’s still a boy

His imagination comes alive
In colours vibrant; and football he loves
Plays like a tyrant

When he flops down besides me
And the day’s work is done
Sleepy eyes look at me, just as he was born

Thursday, April 9, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: football
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Andrew mark Wilkinson 09 April 2009

The worlds a big adventure then it's back home to be close to mum... aww 10

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