Father-Son
My husband's funny antics
My son's cute gimmicks
My husband's roaring laughter
My son laughs after
My man's facial expressions
My child's copied actuations
So alike, so much the same
What a duo they became
When he teaches every letter
When he sings and hums to him
Afterwards they speak together
Then they'll sing the new learned hymn
He is my man, he is my son
Both are amazing, both full of fun
They are gifts I have received
They are the reason why I live.
poem by Naida Supnet
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