I wake up to a soft “tap-tap,” tiny feet on sleepy floors
Sunlight spills like lemonade through half-closed bedroom doors
You bring me yesterday’s toy like it’s a trophy you restore
I pin a smile upon my face, the kind I lost before
Coffee hums, the kettle sings
You make crowns from little things
Marching in my morning, button-eyed and bright
Pop-pop pastel heartbeat, turning on the light
Small steps, big charm, in a cozy little way
You and me, parade with glee—saving my day
I pack my bag with snacky joy, a wrapper-crinkle beat
You tilt your head like “take me too,” my favorite kind of sweet
The world can rush like subway lines, but we don’t have to race
I carry calm in pocket form—your warm and gentle face
If my thoughts get rainy gray, you bounce them into gold
Tiny paws, a tiny song—my bravery to hold
