Closer to you though away I stay
Missing my small hands you touch
While moments we share are not so much
But together we play & love each other
I like when you fight for me , you & mother
I always stare with my small eyes
The small things you do & try
To keep me happy & give me comfort
I feel though I can't praise your effort
I am so restless to grow up soon
To fight with time & touch the moon
I wish, I can speak to MUMMA
And tell her, I always miss you PAPA !!
