cute poem I found on the net

Little boys

Grubby fingers, a cheeky grin
Wriggly worms and snails in a tin
climbing tree's, no danger seen
Walking around in a dream

Lego by the truckload
Scattered o're the floor
Never ever to be picked up
'Tis not a little boy's chore

skating, skate boarding, riding a bike
Fishing 'till it's dark at night
Shirts hanging out, laces untied
Love them or hate them, you can't decide

And then at your heart strings they surely tug
When out of the blue they ask for a hug
You forgive all the tantrums, and harsh words they've said
It's snuggles and cuddles, it's now time for bed