With Sugar and Spice Baked Right In

In a land of whimsy, with colors so bright,
There lived a young girl with hair like a firelight.
Crazy red curls framed her mischievous grin,
Sugar and spice are all baked right in!

With plans so precise, she’s plotting her fun
Her eyes darting ’round, oh, let’s get this done
A perfect princess in her gown of pink hue,
She’d dance and she’d twirl the whole day through.

But when the night came, and stars filled the air,
She’d kneel by her bed for a moment of prayer.
Then off to dreamland, she’d joyfully soar,
In a world of adventure, she’d dare to explore!

So here’s to the girl with the curls so red,
With dreams as big as the stories she’s read.
In her world of magic, she’ll always be found,
With her crazy red curls and her joyful mischievous sound!