Forty Years of Kristi, A Gift to the World
Forty years of living, giving of yourself,
Creating a life so pregnant with delight,
That e’en the stars, like playtoys of a heavenly elf,
Roll and bounce to celebrate your Light.
Your life, young Kristi, is a packaged gift,
Brimming with millions of self-discovered skills,
With some you sing; with others, give a lift,
With yet more, you till the soil and hills.
How ironic, you Child of the Stars,
That in forty years of gifting Of yourself,
Your gift, To you, is never very far;
Just hold their little hands, and view yourself.
Forty years, for you, may seem quite old.
But for a star, ‘tis Infancy in Gold.
-Matthew Morris McCormick