In the garden of time, where innocence blooms,
Little feet wander, weaving dreams like looms.
Eyes wide with wonder, hearts full of glee,
They chase the stars, wild and free.

Through fields of laughter and lessons untold,
They learn of love, courage, and being bold.
Each step a story, each fall a grace,
Growing stronger, finding their place.

Seasons change, and the boy becomes a man,
Facing the world, with dreams in his hand.
Echoes of childhood, whispers of youth,
Guiding him forward, shaping his truth.

Now he stands, where horizons meet sky,
With memories of days that swiftly fly.
A journey from innocence to wisdom’s light,
A son grown up, ready to take flight.