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My Sister Shripradhaa

 


She's cuddly and cute 😘

With twinkly eyes,🤩

She's funny and happy,😃

And also very wise 🤭

As she takes her step,👣

She grows older 👧

Happy happy happy birthday  🥳🎉

Shripradhaa!👧

She spins around,💞

And falls to the ground ☺️

Her words leave us spellbound....🤨


She runs like a horse,🏃‍♀️

And at each course,🔢

She lets out a merry sound.🗣️

She's 4 today,♥️♥️♥️♥️

She's 4 on May,☉

Today's her birthday 🥳🎉

She plays for days,🪀

Days and days,📆

She's right this way.✅

Happy Birthday, 🎂

Shripradhaa!😃😄😊💟





Comments

  1. Wow wonderful poem as birthday gift from a wonderful sister Shriyandhaa to her wonderful birthday day baby , sister Shripradhaa. We join you in wishing her on this great day 5.5.22 Happy Birthday Shripradhaa kutti.

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  2. Happy Birthday wishes to Shriprdhaa. Your poem is good.
    Happy birthday to your sister shripradhaa.
    Babu Thatha

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  3. Super di .. amazing..awesome..what to say
    Happy happy happy birthday shripradhaa..so nice of you. Hope you liked my gift..by samhitha

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  4. No word to say for appreciation Ít is very very wonderful and fantastic poem May God bless both of u and ur Dadi and Mummy Wazhga valamudan. By Viji Patti

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