In the garden of years, blooms a tale so grand, Seventy seasons colored by time's gentle hand. Becky, ageless spirit, dances with grace, Her laughter a melody no silence can erase. Beauty weaves through every note she plays, Fun unfurls in her joyful, sunlit ways. Her heart a symphony, vibrant and bright, Each moment with her a treasure, pure delight. With years like verses, a life well-played, Becky's song of seven decades won't fade. Here's to the music of love, joy, and cheer, A happy dance into her next bright year.