Little Aidan

Your body always sways,
To rhythm far away,
Your little feet taps the ground,
As you twirl around,
Your laughter liven the room,
Till sorrow never dare loom,
Your joyful eyes calls out,
Till no lips could pout,
Nobody could resist,
But lured to join you;
In your little jig,
And be part of your;
Happy baby league!