Those nine months of labor,
that pain , that struggle,
then came a happy healthy,
filled my life with joy.
Those tiny hands, and tiny feet,
no one could ever be so sweet.
Together we bond, what a great realtionship we have,
compares to none in this world perhaps.
Through sickness or joy,
I will always there for you.
You naughty little brat, I love your mischievousness,
Perhaps, one day I will cherish your every step.
How will I forget your terrible two
For my life revolves around you.
One day you will grow up to be a learned man
But always remember that your mum loved you and always will every time.
God bless my son who is only two years old.
Suruchi.
