A Birthday Poem for Tigerlily

You’re so much to so many
at 12 years of age.
What are you to us?
To find out, turn the page…

A good student, a teen
a basketball guard.
Your writing reveals
that you’re quite the young bard.

You once liked taxidermy,
fresh eggs leave you befuddled.
On top of all that,
you pretend to hate being cuddled.

A daughter, a sister,
and to some a young niece.
At some time or another
you had a pet cat with fleas.

You’re all of these things;
your future grows brighter.
To us you’ll be always,
a sweet girl named Tiger!

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