(Verse 1)
Morning light comes creeping through the windowpane,
You’re already up, writing names on the board again.
Little hearts and minds are waiting for the day to start,
And you meet them with a courage that’s been beating in your heart.
(Pre-chorus)
You stand tall when the world feels heavy,
Turn fear into lessons, make doubt ready
To fold its wings and fly away.
(Chorus)
Abigail, oh Abigail,
The quiet kind of brave they write stories about one day.
You light the dark for every child you teach,
And you carry hope like it’s easy to reach.
Abigail, my fearless friend,
The world is softer because you’re in it—
That’s the truth, start to end.
(Verse 2)
Some days the papers tower, the clock won’t slow its race,
But you still find a way to put a smile on every face.
You fight battles no one sees with kindness as your sword,
And every time you choose to love, the victory is yours.
(Bridge)
When you think nobody’s watching, somebody always is—
A kid who’ll remember forever the way you taught them this:
That being scared is human, but giving up is not,
And courage isn’t loud; sometimes it’s just showing up a lot.
(Chorus)
Abigail, oh Abigail,
You turn ordinary moments into magic every day.
The chalk dust on your fingers holds a thousand dreams you gave,
And the world is braver because you’re so brave.
Abigail, my beautiful friend,
You are rare, you are gold, you are wonder without end.
(Verse 3)
There’s a glow that walks into the room before you do,
Soft as morning, warm as June, and everybody feels it too.
Your eyes hold summer in their green and gold,
A quiet promise that the world’s still good to know.
You smile and the whole day forgets its hurry,
Children laugh a little louder, strangers lose their worries.
Beauty like yours isn’t just the way you look—
It’s the way you listen, the way a heart feels understood.
(Chorus)
Abigail, you’re lovely in the rarest kind of way,
Not just the mirror’s truth, but the light you give away.
Kindness looks like heaven when it’s resting on your face,
And the whole world feels gentler in the space you make.
Abigail, you’re beautiful—inside out, through and through,
There’s never been a sweeter view than you just being you.
(Outro)
So here’s to you, dear teacher, dear warrior, dear heart—
Abigail, you’ve been remarkable from the start.
Keep shining, keep fighting, keep being who you are,
The brightest kind of courage looks just like a star
Named Abigail.
sashi
