This week minus nine, a foetus;
This week plus three, a baby born to the brave and bold.
Succulent as a tendril, suckling and cuddling dearly, she grew,
Drinking in the world, with wonder-filled eyes, and heart aglow.
A toddler, like an amazon, towered, powering;
And towing footsteps, as brave, bold buds, Generous Generals,
Leading the way, with courage in their souls.
Generously gifted Gift, your name Giving, getting gifts,
A treasure trove of love, and life's precious lifts.
Before my pen dries, may your story unfold,
Already arisen, shine, extra years young, with heart full of gold.
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