I wrote this for my granddaughter on her 4th Birthday. My oldest granddaughter couldn't say "Grandma" but said "GaGa" and that stuck (hence the reference to GaGa)
The Precious Abigail turns four
When May 21st knocks on the door
Her belly laughs make me want more
Her mischief makes me roar!
She asks "why?" to our very core
Seeks attention impossible to ignore
With a personality that makes hearts soar
And hugs I wish I could store!
She loves stories, fun and folklore,
Building castles by the ocean's roar
On this day her GaGa's soul pours
Birthday wishes to the Abby I adore!
Original Poem by Linda Spreeman, King of Prussia, PA