Open the Door, Son
Open the door, my little son
Explore the world and have some fun.
Swing from trees and run with joy
Search for bees, my little boy.
Here is a rod, go fetch for fish with your pa.
Go swing, go dance, go sing your la la la's.
I must be in my working shoe
to cook and clean, as moms should do.
You love the attention and love to demand,
So make it easy and play on our land.
So be a child to the open world as kids should be,
I love you so but please just let me be.
Copyright © Brittany Martin | Year Posted 2007
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