In the twilight of her century bright, A candle's flame extinguished at night. Ninety-six rings, a grand symphony, Her life a tale of sweet harmony. With hands that cradled and hearts that healed, In every season, her grace revealed. Gardens bloomed beneath her tender care, And laughter flowed in the living air. On her birthday, stars gathered to see, Her soul set free in gentle decree. A dance of memories, rich and wide, We celebrate as the angels guide. A tapestry woven of love's embrace, Her spirit lingers, a warm, soft place. In whispers of night, her presence stays, The legacy of her tender days.