Turning Cartwheels (For MF)

You are
Turning cartwheels on the seafront,
Where time and tide wait for no girl.

You are
Sprouting tall and strong,
Blooming before our very eyes.

You are
Kindness and compassion,
Imagination and fun,
The world in your hands
As the tide tracks your feet,
Your cartwheels spinning like clock hands.

You are
Ten,
Years gone by in a flash,
Eager for the next adventure,
Twirling cartwheel after cartwheel
Step by step into your
Bright, blue future.