Yesterday was my wife’s birthday, and since her age is now a prime number, I came up with this song for the occasion (rosnička is the Czech word for a tree frog, which was my wife’s nickname as a teenager. According to Czech folk tradition, tree frogs can be used to predict the weather, and so rosnička is also used to refer to weather girls on TV)
When you are in your prime,
Your eyes begin to shine
At all the wild adventures that have led up to this date;
Five kids, two dogs, two cats,
Countless silly games and spats,
With lots more fun in the future we anticipate.
Though you can’t predict the weather,
Climbing trees is not your game,
You’re still the greatest rosnička
To ever bear that name.
From childhood to this tender age
As sister, colleague, friend,
You’ve blessed so many lives down here
In ways that never end.
Your kindnesses uncountable,
Your wisdom deep and strong;
You create a home in which
We’re glad we all belong.
The noble feasts you set before us
Fill us with new life,
It’s a privilege to know you
As a daughter, mother, wife.