ADAM MY LOVEABLE BRAT

dirty fingers,dirty nose '
tangled hair,and messy toes
scattered toys, everywhere.
drawn faces on the wall ' '
drawn by adam ' three feet tall.

Tell me why ' and tell me how
I want to know every thing now'
that toy is mine ' I want it NOW!
Fix my bike. i dont care how
THESE ARE THE CRYS OF A LITTLE BOY
WHEN EVER HE BREAKS A BRAND NEW TOY


Dirty faces, grass-stained knees,
learning words ' like pretty please.
learning respect with 'Mr.' & 'Mrs.'
Scraped-up hands, from falling down.

I wasn't so bad ' but I've been better.
Watching a CARTOONS 'DAY AND NIGHT'
COMPUTER GAMES' PLAYED WITH EASE
Messy fingers ' hair gone wild '
all in the life ' of a precious child !!


apologies to the author ,
this is how my grandson is

ADAM NOT YET FOUR

A BOY CALLED ADAM FIRST PICTURES

VIJAY ------ ADAMS LITTLE EYES WATCHES YOU

Little Eyes Upon You
There are little eyes upon you
and they're watching night and day.
There are little ears that quickly
take in every word you say.
There are little hands all eager
to do anything you do;
And a little boy who's dreaming
of the day he'll be like you.
You're the little fellow's idol,
you're the wisest of the wise.
In his little mind about you
no suspicions ever rise.
He believes in you devoutly,
holds all you say and do;
He will say and do, in your way
when he's grown up just like you.
There's a wide-eyed little fellow
who believes you're always right;
and his eyes are always opened,
and he watches day and night.
You are setting an example
every day in all you do;
For the little boy who's waiting
to grow up to be like you.

...Author Unknown

MY GRANDSON ADAM

ADAM.
VIJAYS SON

ADAM

My GRAND Son Grows Up
Life is fleeting, years rush past...
and little boys grow up so fast!
Let me take time out to be
thankful mine is still here with me.
And though I'm busy through the day,
let me take time out to play...
Let me take time out to smile,
to sit with him for just a while...
Let me take time out for walks,
for swings and sports and quiet talks,
for sharing giggles, tickles, and hugs,
for patching knees and catching bugs...
for running races, climbing trees,
for helping with his A - B - C's...
For hatching plots and planning schemes,
for listening to his thoughts and dreams.
Let me tuck him in at night,
hear his prayers, turn off the light.
And when my busy day is done,
let me thank God I have a GRAND son.