To my 1 year, 2months and 7days old son Parthiv( kuttu)
My son you are my crust of fun.
Each morning and night together we fall and rise,
Never thought of a companion as you ever twice.
When you stepped once ,
My heart had gone far and bounced.
When you hugged me ,
I knew who I am and what am I for thee.
When you turned to find me,
I understood what I had longed to see.
You never sought or animated,
Made all mine thine as automated.
You taught me with patience,
Cases without precedence.
I must not hide those times of frantic haste,
But you were always in reasons so chaste.
My son you are my crust of fun.
love
amma








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