In September's glow, a time-worn grace, We celebrate a life's embrace. Born in '35, Myrna stands, A matriarch with loving hands. Ninety years woven with care, Mother Myrna's warmth to share. Family gathers, hearts alight, In a party's joyous flight. With laughter, stories, songs, and cheer, We mark this precious milestone here. An invitation, sweet and grand, To honor Mother Myrna's stand. Through decades long and tender days, Her love has guided, like sun's rays. So here's to Myrna, wise and true, Happy Birthday, and we love you.