Fifty years have come and gone.
For some those years are merely time,
But for those of us that you have known,
Precious moments sublime.
For each day you shared some word or deed
That brought kindness to someone in need.
How many lives you may have touched,
It is not known for sure.
But of this much I know is true--
You've touched mine through and through.
Half the woman that you are,
I'd not doubt that I'd succeed
Because I'd touched another's heart.
I love you, Mom!