My Big Strong Laddie

It is a girl the doctor cried
Oh no it`s not the midwife sighed
But his face is lovely friend
Yes, but look, the other end.

Skinny laddie, bullied too
Then guess what, my laddie grew
Tall and handsome, strong and brave
Bullies now know to behave.

Now my laddies thirty-eight
Forty`s standing at the gate
But he knows how precious time
This lovely laddie who is mine

Birthdays come and birthdays go
But I wanted you to know
Even `though we`re far apart
You are near me in my heart.

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