A son's wish

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English poems

I look at them and sigh

How happy they are tonight

It’s times like these I cry

I’d rather be home shut tight



How happy they are tonight

In pairs they race their sack

I’d rather be home shut tight

They sing their songs, I slack



In pairs they race their sack

I try to hide my envy

They sing their songs I slack

Wish I am here with daddy



I try to hide my envy

It’s times like these I cry

Wish I am here with daddy

I look at them and sigh

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