My wonderful and fantastic wee five year old dictated this wee poem and signed it with his name. I just loved the innocence of it and thought it was just great. But then I am immensely biased in the whole matter
Look down, look so tall.You stand straight, short and small.
Rocket zoom, around into your eye.
You go walking tall.
Then you rhyme, then you know.
Then you got, then you grow.
Welcome to your lovely world.
I hope that was a lovely rhyme
Poem by Ben :-)