God blessed a couple
A quarter century ago,
They named her Gilda
Servant of God, covered in gold.
True to her name she grew she lives
Smearing her joy, in hope she believes
She smiles from within,
Walks with an aura,
Giving and gentle
Cute as dora.
She struts around flashing her dimple,
Advocating a life that’s too simple
So let me sit and count,
My blessings, my baby sister,
Believe me I’ve looked around,
And theres nothing that compares to you mister!
Happy bday my giya!