Scratches and kicks, and kisses and licks,
And love galore, in those adoring eyes
Some daily new words, that always suffice
To tell me you love me, My sweet little baby
"Papa!", that call, that one little word
That seals our bond, such emotions stirred
Your daily embrace, demanding naught from me
But some love, only love, 'tis not hard to see
Kid, I wish I can be, your superman,your ideal,
And I wish you but understand, the way I now feel;
When the years pass us by, of my weary bones in the breeze
Are all that remain, with wet eyes and memories....
