Eighty-one years, dear Margaret Rose,
A life so full, how time has flowed!
Through wars and peace, through joy and woes,
Your spirit bright has always glowed.

From flapper days to digital age,
You've seen the world transform and change.
Your wisdom grows with every page,
Of life's great book, both near and strange.

Your garden blooms with memories sweet,
Of children's laughter, love's embrace.
Each wrinkle tells a tale complete,
Of challenges you've faced with grace.

So raise a glass to years gone by,
And toast the ones that lie ahead.
Your legacy will never die,
Dear Margaret, our family's thread.