A young lad who owes my beauty and thoughts,

With years passing, growing into a fine man

 

From clinging to my apron strings,

He grips, now fast wheels,

The ringtones, keypads say a lot,

He is more than my young lad,

Time molding him to be,

A man I always dreamt him to be

 

From pressing his lips on my cheeks,

He blushes, now when guitar sings,

Hiding golden strand says a lot,

He is more than my naughty boy,

Life shaping him to be,

A man I always wanted him to be

 

From playing games of dice and chess,

He sports, now competitions,

Levels of awards and defeats says a lot,

He is more than my timid boy,

Goals teaching him to be,

A man who adorns my legendary pride

 

From learning my handwriting skills,

He explores, now theories and inventions,

Collections of thesis says a lot,

He is more than my curious chap,

Education breeding him to be,

A man who always holds virtues

 

From stealing my peace and pennies,

He inherits, my fortune and life,

Oceanic Love of heart says a lot,

He is more than my baby boy,

 

Parental vision desires him to be,

A man who always tributes me

From lullabic nights, Disney dreams,

He burns, now midnight oil,

Striking clocks says a lot,

He is more than my teenage boy,

Efforts sculpting him to be,

A gentleman fulfilling my dreams

Harshada Pathare

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