In the heart of autumn's gentle embrace, We gather to celebrate a life's vibrant trace. Mum turns seventy, her spirit aglow, With wisdom and love that forever will flow. Two children who cherish her warm guiding light, Three grandchildren adding pure joy to her nights. Furgrandbabies prancing with paws soft and small, Each a part of the tapestry woven by all. With glasses of prosecco, we toast to her grace, A party of laughter, where memories chase. Supportive through storms, a pillar so true, Her kindness a beacon for all who pursue. In football hospitality, she's known and revered, At Greyson’s wine bar, tales of her are endeared. Here's to our mum, in this moment so bright, A queen of our hearts, in the autumnal light.