Poetry

MY LITTLE MAN

By 2nd January 2012December 9th, 2019No Comments

Little eyes aglow with glee
Running across the open field
Laughing just you and me
Chasing and kicking the ball
My heart sings as we run
Tight hold in case you fall
“Nanny run” just learnt to talk
You’re very fast on tiny feet
So busy no time to walk
Have to stop and have a drink
Little legs are tired now
Its home, tea and bed I think
Close your eyes I know you can
Goodnight love you up to the
Sky and back again my little man

Anita Roberts

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