Looks Who’s 97! (a limerick)

Mom has a birthday today!

(She arrived in July – not May)

She still loves to read,

Has no pets to feed

With all she’s been through – she’s OK!

Bones have been broken and healed

Her lungs have been gunky – then cleared!

She swallows with care,

To make room for air

God’s hold on her is sealed

Naps in her lift chair are sweet

She loves to put up her feet

She dozes and prays

Enjoys the sun’s rays

Payday bars are a treat

Mom loves soothing green tea

With consistent workouts, it’s free!

She kicks her legs high,

Her arms lift to fly

Maybe she could climb a tree

Mom has mem’ries galore

97 years to explore

The laughter, the dreary

A full life with “Dearie”

Nothing was ever a bore

Happy birthday, dear Mama!

Today, I hope there’s no trauma

Just hugs and good wishes

And favorite dishes (like peanut-butter/pickle sandwiches)

A good, cozy nap, and no drama!

THE END