ODE TO SHARON

Ode to Sharon, the Perpetual Light

In the halls where time gently flows,
Where age weaves wisdom, and courage grows,
There shines a soul, so bold and bright,
A guiding star, our perpetual light.

She stirs the dawn with a laugh so grand,
Rallies the troops with a wave of her hand,
A leader of septuagenarians’ cheer,
Fighting for justice, casting out fear.

When spirits falter, or hearts grow weary,
She lifts the room with tales and theory,
A crusader for those who can’t stand tall,
A voice for the voiceless, a heart for us all.

Sharon, our spark, our eternal flame,
Never content with the slow or the same,
She rallies us forward, bold and alive,
Reminding us daily how to thrive.

A champion of joy, of laughter and song,
A friend to the frail, who helps them belong,
In every meeting, in each little fight,
She stands as our beacon, our steadfast light.

May her spirit keep dancing, her fire never fade,
In this home where memories and stories are made.
To Sharon, who brightens the darkest of days,
We raise up our voices in thanks and in praise.