Dear Joshua

by Heather Horwood   May 30, 2006


A little boy is 1,
And his name is Joshua,
With chubby cheeks and big blue eyes,
He is certain to go far.

At the very first time,
When we heard you cry,
Daddy was proud, with mummy on gas,
That made her go sky high.

When we brought you home,
We couldn't stop staring at you,
From all the faces, that you were making,
But all it meant was pooh.

Now you're nearly on your feet,
While staring at things above,
With mums silly songs and dad's big hugs,
You'll always be surrounded by love.

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