The Man in the Moon: Anthology of Poems by Sam Cullingworth - HTML preview

 My Sun

My son is my world,

like a flag unfurled, proud,

I want to shout it out loud.

I love the little nipper!

Smoke me a kipper,

I'll be back for breakfast.

My son is like the sun,

if you'll pardon the pun, he has flair,

he's a breath of fresh air.

I can't wait to see him!

Like a fairy tale from Grimm,

He will live happily ever after.

My son is our universe,

like a money purse, wealthy.

I want him to stay healthy.

Above all, he should be happy,

even when I change his nappy!

My heart bursts with joy, lovely boy.

I can contemplate the grave,

like an Indian Brave, no fear,

The white horse can take me, I'm here.

As long as I know he's okay,

I have nothing to come back for, fair play.

I will love him for all eternity.