On New Year’s Eve, when sparks take flight,
And midnight waits just out of sight,
We don’t just cheer a brand-new year—
We celebrate you, my kid so dear.

Four candles glow, four wishes too,
A sky of glitter—just like you.
Before the clocks can shout “Hooray!”
You turn four—and steal the day.

Happy 4th Birthday, Rost.