him

The sound of running feet
The pounding of the grass
The laughter from within
I wonder how is he

The smile ever broad
The attitude ever so sure
The confidence ever so visible
I wonder how is he

The train ride slow
The expectation raised high
The hope eternally assured
I wonder how is he

The thought of my sweet pumpkin
Forever in my mind
I can not wait to see my little boy
How I long to hug him tightly

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