10 tiny toes cascading down the couch

Each wiggling with in anticipation

Her tiny hands displaying the most innocent form of greed

I hear her count 1, 2, 3, come look for me!

I take heed and begin the search for my tiny niece

Like a lion I stalk the couch

With each slap of my paw I roar as I grow closer

10 tiny toes cascading down the couch

Each wiggling dangling above auntie lions mouth

I count 1, 2, 3, these toes must be for me!

I devour the imaginative fun as laughter echoed about the room

You’ve got me she declares

I wrap her up in my arms like a lion cub

And whisper my baby niece you will always be and whenever you need me it’s as easy as 1, 2, 3!