"My son, my son, listen to me"
"Time is fleeting" is what dad would say,
My life is just beginning-
I live it day by day...
...one year, two years, five go by,
my parents feed me when I cry.
all my needs are taken care of,
Dad and Mom do all the work.
"work"?
I just don't understand that now,
I just can't comprehend it...