In St Albans' gentle air resides, A soul where loving warmth abides, Scarlett, eighteen, where dreams take flight, A cherished gem in life's vast night. Her long, blond hair like sunlit streams, She dances in her golden dreams, With Luna, loyal at her side, In fields of joy, through days they glide. A granddaughter adored and true, In Beauty's light her spirit grew, Family's heart and friendship's cheer, In every laugh, in every tear. Swift melodies her passions sing, Where pop star's notes in echoes ring, A future bright in Biology's lore, Awaits her soul on knowledge's shore. Amongst the whispers of her days, A pony's gentle gaze repays, Each bond she holds, in love profound, In Scarlett's heart, pure peace is found.