Bella turned 9.
We danced in her room
and jumped on her bed-
we hugged and tickled
It was wake up time,
when Bella turned 9.
Choco-swirled batter
became sweet gooey brownies,
the normal morning squabbles
became upside down frownies-
And a turtle named Shelly arrived,
when Bella turned 9.
We talked and we looked
at all the birthdays past,
we searched through old photos
fun filled memories unsurpassed,
The party had a cooking theme
when Bella turned 9.
Aprons spread with color
plates done up right,
Visiting the fruit market,
The veggie towers were a sight,
We made pizzas while blind-
when Bella turned 9.
My little girl was hard to find
when Bella turned 9.
The day grew long-
a future story did unfold,
and I said goodbye
to my eight year-old,
when Bella turned 9.
Bells! Happy birthday!! Love the poem, Dougie. *sniff sniff*! They grow up too fast.
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