Sixteen candles, but her flame burn tall, Green Tea Frog, the poet who inspire us all. From German streets where the rivers still sing, she bring her verses fresh, like the first taste of spring. On Today in Poetry, her name shine bright, droppin’ stanzas in the morning, whisperin’ at night. Every line she craft got a calm, deep glow, like green tea steam risin’, steady and slow. A frog in the water, but she leap sky high, showin’ age ain’t the measure of how far words fly. She young, but her ink hold wisdom and fire, turnin’ pain into rhythm, liftin’ hearts higher. So here’s to the poet, sixteen and strong, may her journey be endless, her verses lifelong. Green Tea Frog—remember that name, a voice from today that tomorrow will claim.