My Son

My son my child how I miss you laugh.

My son my child how I miss your smile.

My son my child forgive me for not being around.

My son my baby boy.

My son my child I'm sorry for love that's not around as me being your father.

My son my child blame me don't blame your mother I am the man.

My son my child just know daddy love you my son my child.

My son my child daddy will be around again to hear your laugh too see your smile to hear you speak your words

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