Our Birthday Boy stands proud and tall;
Think “Legs Eleven!” Bingo call;
Imbued now with a sense of self
He loves figures, knows their worth.
Since learning two and two make four,
Pragmatic, he likes to explore
Tough calculations he enjoys
He’s streets ahead of other boys!
He loves to read, ride on his bike
Disappearing out of sight
Around the leafy neighbourhood
At this age – freedom feels so good!
Some school subjects need more care
Determined, he will soon get there;
With primary school days nearly through
He’s on the verge of visions new!
As to what lies ahead – who knows?
There’s time to sense where the wind blows…
His knowledge grows as he advances:
His Tree of Life has many branches!
(c) Poet in the woods 2025
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