Special relation this, the dad and son
Understand each, none speaks a thing
Spread your hands wide, fly my son
Don't stay back, for you gain nothing
It was yesterday, you came out my son
" Looks like you " said my beautiful wife
Soon, "you", the most precious thing in life
Feeling very proud to have you as my sonI see you now teaching your little son
I remember these, all what I taught you
Never thought I was teaching your son
For all what he know is what I gave you
When you were a kid, I fed you my son
You were laughing, made me laugh too
Now I am weak and is fed by my son
Make me cry and you cry with me too
You made my life my dad and my son(s)
You made me full, a complete being
Special relation this, the dad and son
Understand each, none speaks a thing
Sree....
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