For the third year in a row….I am sending the same poem to Carol….because the love just grows and grows. Happy Birthday week Carol
There once was a lady named Carol Wallace
Who challenged life with a smile.
She championed the old and broken
She made everyone’s life worthwhile.
Well today she is having a birthday.
Her virtues we would like to address.
One wishes her many years happiness
Her age we can only guess.
It appears her golden years are approaching
At a rate one can only suppose
We know her youthful spirit has
always the angel’s caress.
So while you are sitting there laughing
At her aging and the distress that it brings
Do you not wish you had her patience
With the flair for loving detail in all things.
Carol, heres wishing you continued joy in service
With the rewards that your kindness brings.
But most of all we wish we had voices
Your birthday praises to sing.
Since that is not convenient
(Youth had its own demands)
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