Olivia’s birthday poem

11 today, I love her so much

There’s none like you

None that fill your shoes

My daughter, my little girl

Living life in a whirl

A flower ever blooming

A song ever booming

A gem in dull stone

Already so much you’ve grown

Ever becoming brighter

With the spirit of a fighter

No one and no thing

Will ever keep you from being

My beloved little girl

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