A cutie, he is, handsomely so,
All of four, years he has to show,
That doesn’t change the fact,
Making up in smiles, any lack in tact.
Easygoing in his ways, the little one,
Always on the lookout for fun,
His people among many are two,
Who dance gladly to his every tune.
One by one, he ascends milestones,
Garnering courage for some unknowns,
His vocabulary he enhances swiftly,
While maneuvering his play deftly.
Days turn into months and years,
He steadily overcomes his fears,
Onward, he moves, winning hearts,
All the while advancing his smarts.