“Do you suppose she’s a wildflower?” asked the Daisy. (from Alice in Wonderland)

Yes, you are, sweet child
Sun-kissed, whimsical, and fierce
As lovely as a rose, as wild as the sea.

Growing like a weed,
Sunlight dancing through your tangled hair
as you reach for the sky,
Twirling in the spring breeze
Laughing at the rain.

How lucky I am to have you in my garden
Watching you grow
Seemingly small and delicate
Yet secretly strong, carelessly brave
Never bowing to the winds.

May you continue to bloom,
Untamed and free, 
Your spirit as boundless as the sky
Enchanting the world with your colors Wherever you go.

Happy birthday, my little wildflower.