We’ve carried 57 years quite well
At times so trying, feeling less than swell
Who can boast a legacy so long
A friendship, a lifetime, our connection, our song.
Traditions and memories, our tables for two
When we started as teenagers our innocence so true
Celebrating and mourning, holding tight to the bond we’ve formed
Our friendship our secret of Lucky
A place where we belong.
Tonight we honor this daunting round number, as we have for half a century plus
Let’s toast our elongated togetherness
With beauty and laughter, and certainly no fuss.
My dear, exceptional Shoshanna
A woman I use to call Sue
Blessed to share this sweet moment “57” undoubtedly, who knew?