She’s turning 77 today. She’s past her jubilee. 77 is just a number and she wears it beautifully.
3 quarters of a century (+2) might seem old to some, but she looks like 45, and she acts like 21.
Her hair is long and flowing. No thinning going on. Her skin has yet to sag and her chin is still just one.
Her brain hasn’t lost a step. She’s still as sharp as ever. Just read her blogs and you will see she is still very clever.
Does she sound like she’s perfection? A little too good to be true? I swear by all I’ve said. She’s all this and much more too.
I love my aging cousin more than anyone could know. 77 is just a number dear so just go with the flow.
I hope your birthday is all you want and more. You’re such a special friend and Cuz. I wish you happiness galore.
My birthday’s coming up so remember all the good times. An ode to MG? Just make sure it rhymes.
I see another trip to Murdo in 4 or 5 good years. A parade is in our future. I can’t wait to hear the jeers…I mean cheers.
Happiest of birthdays dear Lav.
Dearest Cuz: Thanks so much! Wow- you are a genius at rhyming! I sure hope I can lie – uh, TRY as hard as you did in this poem about my birthday so when you turn 93 in December, I should be steady and ready to lay down some great things like words that capture your charm wherever it is hiding.
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You’re welcome sweet Cuz. I know you had a special birthday in Greece. I love seeing you have fun!
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Happy Birthday! Wishing you continued blessings!
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