Little Guy Poem by joses tirtabudi

I know this little guy, he stands, oh so, about knee high.

He's got the cutest dimples on his cheery face,

Got a smile that lights up the whole place.

He's got the knack for chatter, he invites himself if you won't:

"I'll have that muesli bar please cause my brother don't."

Suppose to have a nap, and in the a tragic voice he confides,

"I was crying the whole time." Ok, please don't make me cry.

Apparently being bounced on the trampoline is hilarious,

But all I can think of is how dangerous.

Not enough sleep is constantly plaguing me,

But he don't care if in bed he's suppose to be.

In the middle of a rousing game of hide-and-seek,

He'll curl up and go to sleep.

Wish I could do just that, and live a bit more like him,

So unaware of all the dangers and troubles surrounding,

Spend a bit more time enjoying the little things

Get the chance to take them all in.

"Can I have a drink? " he toddles up the sink.

"Why of course, here's your drink."

Watch his little legs carry him off to some new adventure,

"You can't catch me! " wait, "I gotcha! "

You're running out of time, little guy,

If only you could stay knee-high.