With gratitude we celebrate her birth,
One hundred years ago on London’s earth,
A lady sweet and kind,
A Life for others, mind,
A treasure to be cherished for her worth.
Her gen’rous disposition knows no bound,
Her selfless caring nature rarely found,
Devoted to her son,
Concern for everyone,
Her life will to the general good redound.
May blessings now descend on dotage years,
Contentment save her from untoward fears,
Her fortitude with grace,
That at the end for her there be no tears!
© Meanderings 2016