A celebration written in the stars,
For Gloria, the light that knows no bars.
The sun ascends to paint the morning sky,
A golden hue for one whose soul is high.
The cello hums a deep and velvet tone,
To honor her, the queen upon her throne.
Gloria, the name that rings through hall and street,
Making every rhythmic heartbeat feel complete.
With grace she walks through seasons turning cold,
In every story that the heavens told.
Gloria, Gloria, the light of our day,
May brilliance shine upon your chosen way.
With symphonies of joy and notes of gold,
A legacy of love that will unfold.
Gloria, Gloria, the stars align for you,
In everything you dream and all you do.
She moves like moonlight on a tranquil lake,
With every breath, a noble path she'll take.
The violins begin their soaring flight,
To celebrate the beauty of her sight.
Oh, Gloria, the years are but a song,
Where harmony and kindness both belong.
We lift our voices in a grand refrain,
To wash away the sorrow and the pain.
Gloria, Gloria, the light of our day,
May brilliance shine upon your chosen way.
With symphonies of joy and notes of gold,
A legacy of love that will unfold.
Gloria, Gloria, the stars align for you,
In everything you dream and all you do.
Time pauses now to bow before your grace,
The elegance reflected in your face.
No treasure found on land or deep in sea,
Could match the spirit that has set us free.
Gloria, the rhythm of the heart,
Where every noble journey has its start.
So let the trumpets herald in the dawn,
A brand new chapter that is being drawn.
With wisdom deeper than the ancient woods,
She stands as symbol of the highest goods.
Gloria, your name is etched in light,
A beacon burning through the darkest night.
We celebrate the life you lead today,
As blossoms bloom along your garden way.
Gloria, Gloria, the light of our day,
May brilliance shine upon your chosen way.
With symphonies of joy and notes of gold,
A legacy of love that will unfold.
Gloria, Gloria, the stars align for you,
In everything you dream and all you do.
Gloria, the song of all the ages,
Written on the most illustrious pages.
Gloria, shine on, shine on forever more,
The light we wait for at the golden door.