In Indiana's heartland, where the cornfields sway, Young Delia turns thirteen on this bright autumn day. Her laughter dances with the rustling leaves, Where dreams unfurl like an artist's grand weaves. Three feline companions by her side play, Mort with his wisdom, in shadows he'll stay. Skippy John leaps in joyous, bounding delight, While Mira, the gentle, basks in soft moonlight. In the gentle embrace of fields vast and wide, Delia and her feline friends wander with pride. Together they dream of skies yet unseen, At thirteen, a world both tender and keen.