Julia's 4th Birthday by Steve Manick

A four year old beauty in dresses and bows,
Endearing, enchanting, she's Julia Rose.

She cooks plastic food, serves it up on a plate,
We tell her it's the best thing that we ever ate.

She'll change what she's wearing 'bout six times a day,
Dressed up like a princess she'll sing, dance and play.

She cares for her babies, she wraps them up snug,
Gives them rides in the carriage, and then a big a hug.

There's Dora and Elmo, Cinderella and Belle,
Her heroes are noble and treat others well.

With Adam she'll sleep in a tent on the floor,
They'll laugh and then argue, but always want more.

With innocence capped with inquiring tone,
She speaks with a wisdom only children can own.

From Yosemite's mountains to Maui's blue beaches,
She delights those around her, its love that she teaches.

A timeout for mischief is what she will face,
But two minutes later she's smiles and grace.

From mom she has beauty, and an ear for a rumor,
Like dad she is stubborn, with a good sense of humor.

Her smile's a window to the beauty within,
One glimpse of our girl and you can't help but grin.

She deserves her own day and we'll make her the star,
We'll sing Happy Birthday; show how proud we are.