Happy Birthday, Bev

To ask me to write
was a terrible fright,
tho’ your 85th made me try.

I pondered my memories
Tho’ they’ve faded with time,
and I didn’t want to make up a lie.

The ones that are clear
are when you were near.
There were hugs and stories abound.

As a young boy,
your great care brought much joy
and made me happy to have you around.

So happy birthday, dear Bev,
And long may you live,
at least to one hundred and five.