Messy yellow wavy hair
Hazel eyes hold no despair

Tiny brown freckles stand out against tan
This is the story of that girl, this is no man

She smiles with each word she says
A spring in her step, no hat on her head

Every time she says 'Hello!'
You want to hug her tight

That girl, she has her own unique taste
Being herself is very right

Sometimes she trips and falls to the ground
A crawls back up, makes a laughing sound

And then she tries some insane stuff
Like jumping into an unknown pile of fluff

But that young girl with the crazy mind
She loves to jump and scream and fly