There's a blond little kid
Who lives next door;
He's a cute little guy,
With energy for four.

He loves the outdoors,
That's easy to see;
And, in the snow,
He's a great help to me.

He has a bike
That he loves to ride;
His grandpa's a pal,
Often side by side.

Balls, cars and trucks,
Lizards and bugs;
Games he can play,
These are things he loves.

He is kind and good,
He is quite the boy;
With Mom he's the lad,
Who brings her some joy.