Turning Thirty

Updated: Jan 29, 2025

I heard from a little birdie that you are turning thirty.

Beautiful. Thoughtful. Kind. Extremely cherished. A treasured find.

One, two, three. Easy to see. Strong and rooted like a tree.

Four, five, six, seven, eight. Your worth too high to valuate.

Nine and ten, remember when? You dreamed ahead and here you are.

Eleven, twelve, and all the teens. Here you stand, a shining star.

I heard from a little birdie that you are turning thirty.

Talented. Funny. Bright. Beyond description and what I can write.

Twenty-one, two, three, and four. A grounded girl that can fly and soar.

Twenty-five, six, seven, eight, nine. Warm and caring by design.

You are adored. You are prized. You are loved. You are held dear.

Happy Birthday, Birthday Girl! The world is blessed to have you here.

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