Popcorn and
Mom corn, I am your baby corn
It has been a
year since I was born
Gave you guys
a big smile when I first cried
And from then
on many things I tried
There are
still many up my sleeve
That is to
talk and have a run
While you
chase me and have fun
Putting
everything in mouth, sand to clay
Many games
together, we shall play
So mom and
pop, as I turn one
Beware of me,
coz I am your son
Such a cool poem. It is simply beautiful...:)
ReplyDeleteThanks very much...wrote as if I were a year old kid
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