Upon the vast and azure sea, Where salt and time entwine, A sail unfurls, a banner free, To honor years divine. Seventy tides have kissed the shore, Their whispers soft and true, Each wave a memory to explore, In sunlight's golden hue. An elder brother helms the deck, With wisdom, grace, and ease, His laughter echoes as a beck, On life's eternal breeze. Together 'neath the boundless sky, We toast to seasons past, For on this sea of years we fly, With bonds that ever last.