Joyce's 97th Birthday

Today we gathered, hearts so light, To celebrate Joyce, a pure delight. Ninety-seven years, a journey so grand, With laughter and love, hand in hand.

Ice cream Sundays, a summer's embrace, Scoops of joy, a sweet, creamy space. Flavors of life, both rich and bright, Each spoonful shared, a moment of light.

With sprinkles of memories, stories unfold, In every bite, a treasure to hold. Joyce, the matriarch, wise and kind, In her warm presence, we all unwind.

So here’s to the summers, the laughter, the cheer, To Joyce and her spirit, forever held dear. May the years keep rolling, like ice cream in sun, Each birthday a blessing, each moment a fun.