As time’s gentle hands sweep past the years’ embrace,
One shy of a century,
a regal gain,
The King’s gift should grace your noble face,
For ninety-nine lives,
Ursula's passions remain.
In verdant gardens,
your green fingers play,
Cultivating life,
with tender care,
Amongst the blooms,
in nature’s grand array,
God’s guiding hand,
a constant love so rare.
Your faith,
a steadfast compass,
true and bright,
Has charted paths through every season’s...
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