Julia's 7th Birthday by Steve Manick

It’s hard to believe that our Julia’s seven,
Watching her grow has been our piece of heaven.

She really loves school, and she finished first grade,
It’s amazing to see all the progress she’s made.

She’s still quite a princess, and shows her finesse,
A good sense of style, this girl knows how to dress.

She learned how to ride a two-wheeler with flair,
Dad running behind her and gasping for air.

And when you are tired from working all day,
She’ll jump in your arms, hug your troubles away.

And though she gets cranky, and stubborn at times,
She’s usually smiling, with singing and rhymes.

And Hannah Montana’s the show she loves best,
She sings and she dances, just like a screen test.

She likes to be tickled and goads you to play,
Her armpits are targets, and she is the prey.

Her room has a table all set up for tea,
The dolls are all seated, there’s one chair for me.

At night when she’s tired she won’t go to sleep,
‘Less carried to bed and tucked in covered deep.

And sleeping at night with cats curled by her bed,
There’s one in the stroller and one by her head.

Our Julia Rose stands apart from the crowd,
We wish her the best and she’s made us so proud.