You're the end of my rainbow, my pot of gold.
You're mummys little boy, to have and hold.
A precious gem is what you are.
You're Mommy's bright and shining star.
You're the spirit of Christmas, my star on the tree.
You're sugar, you're spice,
You're everything nice,
And you're mummys little boy.
karen heeney
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/mummys-boy/
