Fourteen candles, bright and bold, Yana's tale of years is told. With giggles sprouting like a vine, It's her day to laugh and shine. She peels back joy, much like her treat, Bananas yellow, soft, and sweet. She's queen of quirks, with laughter grand, A birthday marvel, fruit in hand. So here’s to Yana, growing wild, The banana-loving, joyous child. May her days be full, her laughter free, The sweetest star in destiny's sea.