A poem about: Happy 60th Birthday MaryBorn on 3rd…

Happy 60th Birthday MaryBorn on 3rd July 1965 Parents – Sean and NellieSiblings - Anne, Loretta and ClaireAunt to – Shawna, Megan, Ronan, Connor, Aoife and CallumGreat Aunt to PenelopeGrew up MilltownpassCared for her parents in their later years before they passed away/diedWorked in a chemist, insurance office and now as a hospital receptionist Helped out and was on the committee for ‘Mullingar Tops of the Town’Always drives a Volkswagen Golf car – that ‘never lets her down’ Loves – dogs especially her Bichon Frise called FreddieEnjoys dining out for meals and meeting friends for coffeePromised to join the convent if she didn’t find a man by first of August Twenty Twenty five she would ‘devote herself to convent life’. She did not become a nun – yet!!!Has very special old work collogues Joan and Larry that she meets up with for meals, coffee and chats. Also loves the heat, sunshine holidays, clothes with leopard and cheetah print, a little bling and glitz, and visiting family in Birmingham and SommersetIs a Lionel Richie fan and been to a few of his concerts Enjoys cooking for hosting family and friends for dinner. Is a true and kind friend

In the heart of Milltownpass she bloomed,
Mary, cherished since July '65,
Through years woven with love and care,
A life vivacious and brightly alive.

Daughter of Sean, dear Nellie's grace,
Sister to Anne, Loretta, Claire,
Aunt to Shawna, Megan, Ronan bright,
With nieces and nephews in tender delight.

In the quiet of her Volkswagen's hum,
She found solace in roads unfurled,
From chemist rows to hospital calls,
Her spirit, a beacon in the bustling world.

Through Mullingar’s vibrant echoes, she ranged,
Helping hands in the ‘Tops of the Town’,
With Freddie, her Bichon Frise, she walked,
As laughter and coffee lingered around.

To Lionel’s rhythms she often sways,
And sunshine stitches her heart’s warm hymn,
With cheetah prints and glitter’s bold blaze,
Her essence is joy, both bright and dim.

Promised not to don a nun’s serene vest,
Still, life’s dance offered another way,
Her table laden with feasts and jest,
For friends and kin at the close of day.

Now at sixty, may laughter and grace,
Be the compass for paths you explore,
To Mary, whose love leaves a vibrant trace,
May your years ahead offer even more.

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In the heart of Milltownpass she bloomed, Mary, cherished since July '65, Through years woven with love and care, A life vivacious and brightly alive. Daughter of Sean, dear Nellie's grace, Sister to Anne, Loretta, Claire, Aunt to Shawna, Megan, Ronan bright, With nieces and nephews in tender delight. In the quiet of her Volkswagen's hum, She found solace in roads unfurled, From chemist rows to hospital calls, Her spirit, a beacon in the bustling world. Through Mullingar’s vibrant echoes, she ranged, Helping hands in the ‘Tops of the Town’, With Freddie, her Bichon Frise, she walked, As laughter and coffee lingered around. To Lionel’s rhythms she often sways, And sunshine stitches her heart’s warm hymn, With cheetah prints and glitter’s bold blaze, Her essence is joy, both bright and dim. Promised not to don a nun’s serene vest, Still, life’s dance offered another way, Her table laden with feasts and jest, For friends and kin at the close of day. Now at sixty, may laughter and grace, Be the compass for paths you explore, To Mary, whose love leaves a vibrant trace, May your years ahead offer even more.