'Gluh' 'gluh' Poem by Daniel Peter Jones

'Gluh' 'Gluh'
Morning son, days begun,
lets change you, clean, now play
Don't worry son, you say 'Gluh' 'Gluh'
i know what your trying to say.

'Ooh' Ooh'
its exciting now, you point and smile,
Your toys all lined and straight
i ask you 'do you want to play? '
you say 'Ooh' 'Ooh' (I can't wait)

'Rooah' 'Rooah'
Tell me son, Do you wish to fly?
Even higher than before?
15 jumps into the air,
'Rooah' 'Rooah' More Daddy,
i want more!

'Ad' 'Da'
The Day comes, I smile with pride,
as you mumble 'Ad' 'Da' on my lap
You Gurgle words resembling those of
Son who knows his Dad.