My First Tooth

Through the house what busy joy,

Just because the infant boy

Has a tiny tooth to show!

I have got a double row

All as white, and all as small;

Yet no one cares for mine at all.

He can say but half a word,

Yet that single sound preferred

To all the words that I can say

In the longest summer day.

He, yet if he put cannot walk

With mimic motion out his foot,

As if he thought he was advancing,

It's prized more than my

Best dancing.