All the toys, The Boy touched, into bits broke,
Sadly they fell into pieces, as he spoke;
His fingers were much stronger, than he thought,
He even destroyed things just bought.
Yet his mother understood, the problem her lad had;
And said quietly to his dad;
“Our boy one day, with his strong hands
Will mend everything; and have many fans.”
The Boy overheard his mother’s words,
And thought her sentiments rather absurd.
Weeks later, he gave a shout of delight;
As he realised, she was absolutely right.