Grandson at 3

He doesn't know one day he'll die
that when it happens someone will cry

He doesn't know he can break an arm
the agony and pain of bodily harm

He doesn't know the stresses of love-
of the Son above's unselfish sacrifice

He doesn't know these things and more
but show him a lion, he'll let out a roar!

He can't yet write simple lines as these
can not drink caffeinated coffees and teas

He can't run a marathon,
can't yet race a cart

but with hardly any effort
he steals heart after heart.