On the 27th day of her radiant birth, Emma Grace Sprinkle graces the earth. Her voluminous hair, a fiery red, Cascades like autumn, where dreams are led. Her emerald eyes, with a gleaming light, Shine like secrets whispered in the night. With luscious lips that promise sweet vows, She commands the room, demands all bows. Her silhouette, with curves so divine, A perfect masterpiece, rare in design. To call her sexy is an understatement, She is poetry breathing enchantment. In her presence, time dances and sways, Celebrating Emma in endless praise. Here's to a muse who sets hearts aglow, Happy birthday, dear Emma, now and evermore.