He’s growing much too fast for me
Just yesterday sat on my knee
Cherubic face with brightest eyes
His slobbery smile brought wistful sighs.
He’s older now, but still as sweet
Nicest young man you’ll ever meet
He cares for his friends and little sis
And he’s still okay with a grandma kiss
Kaden James is eleven-years-old
When he was born, God broke the mold
A sturdier tree was never made
He welcomes all to his gentle shade.