His tiny hands — yet to hold the world’s design,
His eyes — wide with wonder, chasing the unseen’s shine.

His nose — unfamiliar with life’s fragrant memories.
His mouth — longing for milk-kissed calories.

Yet his ears, already caught their very first melody,
A lullaby — that floats like waves on the sea.

A tune to celebrate his spirit, playful and free,
A gift to honor the boy, he is destined to be.

May he stay kind, may his heart stay wide,
May he be a light for all who walk by his side.