(My son who just turned 6)
You enchant me you intrigue me, you make me, oh! so mad,
But in everything that you do, you are the leading lad!
The sun rushes out to greet you, to take a little brightness from you,
For the brightest shining star in the whole universe is you!
I've had my days of doubt, and I've had my days of pain,
But having you, my baby, has never been in vain!
You've taught me to face life head-on, no matter what happens, just go on!
You've forced me to face my faults, with your entire army of wants,
I've wanted to escape it, but you've taught me, 'Just Do It'!
The charming mischief, the impish smile, that naughty sobriety,
A little bit of this and a whole lot of that, isn't our life filled with variety?!
You laugh, you cry, you jump, you run,
I live a myriad lifetimes, for you it's all just fun!
Each breath I take, you're caught in it, I breathe life that much more,
For you are God's angel sent to me, the one that I adore.
The whole world turns to look at you, your joy and charm abound,
This world spins just to make you go around, this universe is your merry-go-round!
Your conversation flows around us, like falling leaves from trees,
I bend to pick up one of those, I'm covered up to my knees!
Your laughter spreads like wildfire, your mischief makes us sweat,
Our tired eyes adore you, your sleep brings us blessed rest!
Now hush, and listen carefully, to my blessing, my advice -
From the inside nourish the outside, from the outside reap rich rewards,
Heaven and earth are waiting to shower you, with the knowledge you go towards.
Your life will be rich and fulfilling, I see that promise and strength in you,
Our love-filled hearts bless you with happiness, and your troubles will be few.
Let your body and heart grow bigger and stronger, let your mind be a precious gem,
For the world is big and strong, my son, you're just bigger and stronger than them!
So dazzle us with your name, with the light of a million suns,
For MEHAR you are, God's blessing to us, we're a few of the lucky ones!
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