the boy with yellow, he looks glow, on him grow.
walk or crawl, look at him hair like bowl. happy & grow with him destiny.
don’t ask or persuade him to bad. he always know what he wants.
we still painting him life with happiness, just make sure he have childhood like i was.
and when the time’s come, he will grow with he chosen. no barrier. no boundary. feel free like theres no tomorrow. yelling and laughing, like you do.
and i wrote this, when him on age 1. with backsound “bach – air on the G string”.
hope you enjoy, young boy.