The kid is a two-year-old boy.
He is my sister's child
Both my father and mother were glad of
the birth of their grand child
But I could not take interest in him,
When he was born
I don't dislike him but could not get to like him
The boy's name is K
He comes around like every season
And becomes a little king in my house for a while
He pays little respect to other people's feelings
Always bravely stands up to me with a big big smile
I was defeated by this big big smile.
Took a bath with him
And we played with him toys in the water in the tub
K comes to my house.
K comes to my house with happy mood
K comes to my house. Lovely little king
K has come and the calm is gone