Dearest Mabel, eighty-seven years young,
Your life's a tale that deserves to be sung.
From flapper days to the digital age,
You've turned with grace each historical page.

Through wars and peace, through highs and lows,
Your spirit bright, it always shows.
A garden of memories you've carefully grown,
With love and laughter, your legacy's sown.

Your apple pies, oh so legendary,
Your wisdom shared, always exemplary.
Family gatherings 'round your rocking chair,
Stories of old, beyond compare.

So here's to you, dear Mabel, our treasure,
Your life's journey, beyond all measure.
Eighty-seven candles burning bright,
Illuminating our world with your light.