107 My Parents are the best!-a poem
I am the apple, of my mom's eye
I am her life, Earth, and Sky
She cares for me
She cares for me
She dotes on me
She adores me a lot
She sacrifices a lot.
She adores me a lot
She sacrifices a lot.
In love, papa calls me " My Loving boy"
With love, he brings me a lot of toys
He bounces me up and gaily he enjoys
His arms fill me every time with great joy.
Love you, Mom!
Love you, Papa!
He bounces me up and gaily he enjoys
His arms fill me every time with great joy.
Love you, Mom!
Love you, Papa!
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