I'm not really good at writing poems, but for your birthday I wrote you one.
It sounds a bit like a rap song. hee hee Just bear with me. :)

It was in July two years ago, remember?
I know so clearly, because it was 3 months before October
When your momma said she had a little daughter,
And then spontaneously invited me over.
When we arrived, it was late and you were already sleepin'
Saw the place: empty bottles everywhere, oh freakin'!
Your momma, so embarrassed, she took the dustpan, sweepin',
And threw all the garbage from the table into the paperbin.
Your daddy, just sittin there, starin' at her bizarrely,
I guess he didn't understand her fully.
Then they argued 'bout random stuff, how silly,
I couldn't stand listening to that, dear God, please save me.
And then dawn broke and the sun came up,
Heard you bangin' from inside your locked door when you woke up
You went to the kitchen, screamin' and demanding your cup
So momma and daddy told you to shut up.
'Bout an hour passed when I stirred in my makeshift bed,
Saw you sitting there, with a curious frown on your forehead.
"Who's she?" you asked in your childlike voice your dad,
"A friend of mine," your momma answered for him instead.
You were only two years old, turning three
There was something missin' in your life, I could see.
Nothing that neither momma nor dadda could give yah whole-heartedly,
That broke my heart, I realized then all so suddenly.
I stayed all afternoon till evening, I couldn't believe
We played with your toys and laughed till we couldn't breathe.
When it was time to go you told me "Please don't leave",
And looked so sadly, you cried and wiped your tears on your sleeve.
In your anger you slammed your door shut,
And your momma joked you were a little nut'
In her annoyance, however, she spanked your skinny butt.
Her voice grew shrilly, asking you, "What? What d'you want, what?"
I had to leave then anyway,
For it had gotten too late, and I couldn't stay,
I promised you though that I would come back, okay?
Hoping it would be soon, for in October was your birthday.
Happy 5th Birthday!
~ Chichi
PS: Yeah, this ain't really a poem what I would read to a five-year-old, but it was still fun to write. :)