To Harlin, from your mother, dear, A beacon shining bright and clear. An infant teacher, gentle hand, Guiding young dreams to understand. Your love for Disney lights your eyes, A world where magic never dies. With hands that help, a heart so vast, You give and give, your kindness casts. Through trials that life sometimes weaves, Your passion blooms like autumn leaves. Though health may test your fiery way, Your spirit dances, come what may. Oh, Harlin, know you're cherished so, In love and joy, you brightly glow.