little one

My little One

thinks I am His

But He is Mine,

My little one...

Worships the moon

though it only shines

due to my sun

My little one ...

Is always afraid

But is first to hurt

When He can not wait

He will feed off dirt...

My little one,

Glows when we meet

Growls when we part

Am addicted to sweet

But he’s fond of tart

My little one...

Plays with his toys

And If I play with mine

It really annoys

My little one.

He has many rules

I have only one

Never talk to fools

Love my little one