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My Eshan, my son

He touches me

With the way he smiles

His laughter

Is my every joy

He carries the world

And the burdens

Of more than he should

But he is just a boy

If only there was a way

To bottle those smiles

Or put in a jar

His bubbling laughter

I would treasure each sound

Of joy from his lips

His every happiness is

My happily every after

My love for him

Knows no bounds

He has always been the one

Who makes me smile

With his cute little ways

And how he holds me tight

He is Eshan, he is my son

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