Czech blood runs in those aged veins
A lifeline to the past
Bohemian hands to hold my own

Embodiment of hearth
Warmth radiates like a square space heater in an apartment living room
These Bohemian hands know
Like a gypsy healer
Tinctures, mixes, elixirs, for every ailment and wart
How to make meals out of three beans and a half jar of tomato sauce

Wisdom far beyond your years
One hundred years of advice contained in a 50 year old body
Yet youth flows, and beauty remains
A touch of knowledge
Passed through a kiss on the head

A poem like one in a sappy birthday card
Seems meager a gift
To the one who has given me everything I have