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My Little Sonny

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– Jabun Naher

Don’t worry

I will raise you

From the pit of shame

To the world of fame

Thus thou soothe.

 

Tears roll down

From the fired eyes

Anger subdued

To melt the wrath

Into silken smooth.

 

Enchanting sweetness

Of thy promises

Poured my heart

With infinite light

Of bestowing boon.

 

Some silly reason

Necessarily unknown

Bothered my heart

A despairing art

Fed on depression.

 

Instantly indeed

Thou took the bid

Stopped me there

To mend and repair

The loss of shame

An intellectual blame.

 

Thine tender hands

Upholding my stands

With towering honor

From the pit of shame

To the world of fame.

 

Mine precious sonny

So sweet as honey

May thou always be

Mine Handsome Noble

Generosity.

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