You will have to change the gender but I used to sing for my son

Charlie is a funny kid or so the neighbours say
you will never find him where the other children
for Charlei is a solitary kind of little boy
and the flowers are his play things and the earth his only toy.

By the flickering television stands an empty chair
there's an all star show tonight but Charlie doesn't care
for in the misty meadow were the moon beams glow
Charlies watching the flowers grow.

I'm at work at the moment and theres two more verses If you want the rest let me know