May you keep sweet company
In these silver lined years
Peach tea horizons swept
Out to golden sea
May your mind sing songs
From your youth on repeat
As lines and marks of years
Trace exposed memories
May photographs long loved
Adorn cracked mended mantle
Carrying the weight of love
As much as you can handle
May flowers through seasons
Line paths you daily tread
Colours, changes, reason
May put us in good stead

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