The toddlers are in a rush hour mode,
They pace faster than any other,
Totally swag in a gangsta mode,
They’re cooler than any big brother!
Afraid of nothing that comes their way,
They’re brave to speak what they feel,
Making the teacher face her smile away,
While they glow in unending zeal.
Mischief is their regular play,
They nod in innocence mystified,
Goodness displayed by ‘em every day,
They’re toddlers sparkling crystallised.
They narrate with strong hopes to prevail,
They’re super ready to please you,
If you want to see the wonders of a fairy tale,
You’ll see through every toddlers view.