In fields where dreams begin to soar, A little star takes stage once more. At five, with eyes that brightly gleam, Len dances through his own sweet dream. In preschool's arms, he learns to fly, Amidst a world where wonders lie. Autism's colors paint his way, A spectrum dance, a vibrant play. His heart's a map, uncharted, vast, Yet he's a captain, steadfast, fast. Today he dons a gown so small, A graduate, he stands tall. With laughter's tune, he takes his bow, The world's before him, vast as now. In steps of joy, he charts his course, Len dreams anew—a boundless force.