Ryder

 Ryder 

In the morning's gentle embrace 

A little boy, with a sunny cute face,

He runs with winds, his hair aglow,

Amidst the sky, his dreams do flow.

His light cascades, through fingers of his sister the Sun 

In my heart, he's the chosen one,

He plays and revels, every day,

In his enchanting eyes, dreams sway.

Together, like butterflies, they dance in flight,

In a radiant day, so pure and bright,

His heart, with joy and hope, is filled,

In the world of dreams, he's skilled.

He travels to the realms of dreams,

On wings, his imagination teems,

He builds castles from cloud's embrace,

And when he sleeps, the stars he'll chase.

Their light illuminates his night and day,

In the world of grown-ups and kids at play,

He lives in love and endless fun 

With his sister, the radiant Sun 

He gathers flowers from fields of spring,

In every corner, beauty they bring,

With radiance and joy, he's bound,

Singing with the birds, a day's bright sound.

A little boy, a hero so grand,

His love fills the world, in every land,

In words, he can't be confined,

Our champion, so loving and kind.

Maxwell O’Reilly