Sharon Wise greets the sunset's pour, At four, laughter echoes more. Retired from the hospital's doors, Yet her mind is rich with miner's ores. With bumps and bruises, life’s dance she knows, Her spirit enthusiastic, her path straightforward flows. David’s heart she treasures, without strife, In their homestead of Leos, blooms his wife. Ever keen, her mind's pages turning, In the dance of life, she's always learning. A toast to Sharon, as laughter spills and swirls, In her world of wisdom, a joyous pearl.