To my bubby on her birthday - March 5, 2011

What glory is there in growing old
Look around you and behold

A family filled with admiration
For your years of dedication

Strong children
Close to all your grandchildren
You even have great-grandchildren

What glory is there in growing old
Love and respect are in your hold

Memories good and bad
Together we live them, it's what we have

Always there when we call
Always ready to catch us if we fall

And fall is what we do
Because that's what life is
But getting up, that's what you give

What glory is there in growing old
Look around you and behold