Patricia

There’s a quiet kind of beauty in the way you smile

Making everyone around you want to stay a while

You’ve got a patient heart that never seems to rush

Even when the family gathers in a happy crush

Patricia, you’re the reason that we all come home

The most loving, kindest mother that I’ve ever known

Happy eightieth birthday to the center of our lives

Through every passing season, your gentle spirit thrives

You’re beautiful and patient in everything you do

Eighty years of grace, Mom, and we owe it all to you

Yeah, the brightest light we have is Patricia shining through

I can smell the charcoal burning in the summer breeze

Backyard cookouts with the family, laughing with such ease

Then the seasons turn to winter and the oven’s glowing bright

Christmas baking on the counter late into the night

You measure out the sugar and you fold the memories in

With flour on your apron and a warm, familiar grin

Happy eightieth birthday to the center of our lives

Through every passing season, your gentle spirit thrives

You’re beautiful and patient in everything you do

Eighty years of grace, Mom, and we owe it all to you

Yeah, the brightest light we have is Patricia shining through

Eighty candles on the cake, but you’re the one who glows

Through every passing year, how your deep devotion shows

You taught us how to love, you always took the time

To make this family beautiful, to make these moments shine

So happy eightieth birthday to the center of our lives

Through every passing season, your gentle spirit thrives

You’re beautiful and patient in everything you do

Eighty years of grace, Mom, and we owe it all to you

Yeah, the heart of every gathering is Patricia shining through

Happy birthday, Mom, we love you.