In Dallas skies, where horizons gleam, Silvia threads a new dream, Forty-seven years of stories spun, In two sons’ laughter, victories won. From Houston's warmth, she sails anew, Where oak trees whisper, and skies are blue, In her heart, a map of memories, Her sons the compass, guiding with ease. Birthday candles flicker with grace, Reflecting joy upon her face, Silvia, a beacon, bright and strong, In Dallas, where she now belongs.