Playful mind, he always teases,

Deep in my heart it actually pleases.

The cackles & laugh he releases,

Each single stress just eases.

The soft babbling of his voice,

Smiling is then the only left choice.

The unstable footsteps on the floor,

The naughtiness in hiding behind the door.

The curiosity he finds in plays,

Only increases with the number of days.

Melodic his voice when he tries to sing,

Happiness of a different level it will bring.

The pearl drops from his eyes,

Are so prismatic in the sunrise.

Time will fly,

He will be a handsome man.

No more he will cry,

Will always do what he can.