Poems: Loopy

Eight is a loopy number,
and eight is a loopy age,
I hope you enjoy turning older,
without turning over a new page.

For dear daughter you're loopy already,
and you need not turn loopier still,
but neither should you grow much more sensible,
as at eight life should explode with a thrill.

So keep growing in wisdon and beauty,
grow closer to God and to friends,
keep honouring your mother and father,
but be sure to stay loopy till the end!

Happy 8th Birthday Alana