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In a world of candles aglow and cheer,
The countdown begins, a milestone year,
Fifty-nine, the final loop of time's bend,
Before sixty calls, around the bend.

A son, the only one, in jest and play,
Crafts heartfelt words for Mom today.
With laughter as bright as candles' flame,
He honors her age with love, not shame.

"Dear Mom, the big six-oh draws near,
But let's cherish fifty-nine, my dear!
The last year of '50s glory shines,
Embracing age like aged fine wines.

You raised me well, with wit and grace,
Our memories a lasting embrace.
From diaper changes to life's grand tales,
Your love never falters, it always prevails.

So here's to you, my guiding light,
A mom who champions day and night.
At fifty-nine, you're fabulous and fun,
And at sixty, we'll dance 'til we're done!"

As laughter echoes through the years,
Son and mother share joyous tears.
For turning older is just a rhyme,
When love and humor stand the test of time.

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