Disclaimer; Don't own DBZ.



A little boy with purple hair

sits at the bottom of the stair.

On the landing, looking grim,

his father stands, watching him.


The man, Vegeta, loves this boy,

but to show it, his pride it could destroy.

His heart, it threatens to explode

With thoughts and feelings he can't decode.


The boy sits, thoughful, five years old.

He shivers slightly, the air is cold.

Vegeta, swallowing his pride,

goes to his son and sits by his side.