Three Cheers, Mike Poem by John Sensele

Mike turns three years in twenty seventeen
A milestone in a young boy
Showing much cognitive promise and much clean
Zest to grow beyond a toy

Despite fidgeting with his little tablet
To learn numbers and letters
Of the English alphabet
Which he recites and rehearses without fetters

Imposed by adults who lend
Support to his nimble mind
That grandma and grandpa can't mend or bend
Because Mike and his brother find

It unnecessary for adults to interfere
In a developing boy who on his own
Learns more knowledge in a domestic sphere
Where Mike and Jo call comfort zone.

Hats off, Mike, my little brother
Thank you for the light you shine in our home
Where your huge smile clears any bother
The family can't allow in our home to roam.