Before the doctorate, before the title on your name,
Before the world ever knew your face or claimed your fameβ
There was a grace about you, quiet but never small,
A strength that held the family up each time we'd fall.
From the islands to the states, you carried heaven in your hands,
A praying woman, firm in faith β the kind the devil understands.
You didn't just believe in God, you walked with Him each day,
And every storm that found your sons, your knees would kneel and pray.
I don't know where I'd be if not for what your prayers have done.
The battles you fought on your knees before I'd even won.
You covered us in ways we'll never fully comprehendβ
A warrior in worship, a mother without end.
You poured into our lives before we ever understood,
Gave every ounce of love you had because you knew you should.
Not for credit, not for praise β just because it's who you are:
The woman who would drive through rain to be her children's star.
And when Mimi walked her red carpet at ninety,
The whole family stood beside her β regal, steady, and almighty.
And when she left this earth and someone had to hold the line,
You took on the role of mothering once more β the throne was by design.
Now Georgia comes for loving counsel, Locksley writes you poems,
Joan celebrates beside you, William visits in your home.
Of eight siblings you're the eldest β still leading, loving, strong,
Walking in Mimi's footsteps, proving grace can carry on.
And then there's Naomi β your twin, your spitting image, your delightβ
From her first steps on your rug to spinning purple in the light.
Four generations deep, the love just keeps compounding,
And the woman at the center of it all? Still astounding.
No woman on earth is like this woman β no greater, no creator
Of a life so filled with purpose that the evidence is abundantly clear:
Every single person in your orbit is better because you're here.
It is my life's purpose for these next twenty years
To make you proud, to honor you, and to quiet your fears.
Of a life so filled with charge to share what you've instilled,
Every single person in my orbit will experience God's Grace fulfilled.
May your next twenty be your best twenty β just like Mimi beforeβ
From seventy to ninety, may God continue to give you more.
You are the elegance. The magnificence. The beauty.
You are the grace. The wisdom. The duty.
You are the world's greatest mom, grandma, sister, wife, and friend.
Happy 70th Birthday, Mom. We all love you.
π
β Jonathan, Nathaniel, Naomi & Bahah