Henry's eyes are glued to the screen so bright,
A smiling face appears, and he taps with all his might.
The face transforms into a dancing animal with glee,
A simple game, but a test of skill, for him to see.
The cap on his head is a sensor-laden sight,
Wires and machinery, tracking his brain's delight.
Inhibitory control, a skill he's yet to refine,
But with each tap, he's learning to leave the old behind.
At the university lab, the study's in full swing,
Children and parents, playing games, and learning to sing.
The researchers watch closely, as Henry taps with glee,
A test of focus, a skill that's crucial to see.
The smiley face game, a challenge to his might,
Appearing on the left, and then, in the morning light.
He must resist the urge, to tap on the right,
And look for the face, with all his might.
In another room, Jaxon's playing a game so fine,
Working memory, a skill that's truly divine.
Stickers and pots, a puzzle to recall,
A challenge to his brain, as he learns to stand tall.