One Hundred Words A Day
Tuesday, May 31, 2011

  My Son Diya

Light of my life--a lamp in darkness.
Size-wise a little man.  Soul-wise, an unconquerable spirit.
"Mind over matter.  Nothing wrong in smallness."
You see, he's all wit,
He makes me proud, I must confess.

He's the best defender in this football game: soccer,
swift as a rocket from mid-field to keeper,
He's his brother protector,
his sister's tormentor, his mother's helper.

He's a violinist (and also pianist)
"full-cup" optimist,
He's intuitive in science,
not impulsive with fists.

He has the wisdom of a Dalai Lama
His goggling, lazy eyes evoke a llama,
Boy as in "boisterousness"
He is my Diya.


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