Well, lama tak mengasah bakat. I dedicate this poem, if it can be called one, for my little boy Aiman...
I will never forget
The moments when you were born
I burst into tears of joy
While holding my little baby boy
And now you have turned two
I am missing the baby scent of you
How time flies beyond us it's true
Creating more memories of me and you
Before, it was just two
With you it makes us three
You fill our life with happiness and glee
Even when you are naughty and so cheeky
Our hearts will always love you lad
May you grow up tall and strong
And make your old man proud
May Allah showers His blessings on you for the years to come
And protect you from any harm
May Allah guide me in raising you up with love
Fill your heart with warmth
May you grow up full with Iman
And be the greatest man on His path, oh Aiman
Already in pyjamas, Aiman was so excited to blow the candle.
He said "More! More!" So terpaksa la babah nyalakan lilin tu banyak2 kali.
"Uuu, truck! Car! Babah, ukaak!"
Sepatah kata: Budak-budak bukan tau apa nak sambut birthday, tapi mak bapak yang terlebih excited, (maknyer la especially, hehe..).