Ninety-two years full of joys, sorrows,
Ninety-two years of laughter and tears,
Children born, children lost,
Siblings and old friends long gone, she stands alone.
Ninety-two years of making it work, however she could,
Her mind still sharp, her body beginning to betray her.
Living her life, one day at a time, doing the best she can.
A sense of humor her line in the sand.
Ninety-two years…and she is still smiling.