In the heart of October’s gentle grace, Brother Iain finds his special place, With strings of acoustic dreams in hand, He crafts a tune, both sweet and grand. Kay, Jan, and Mary, his sisters three, In spirit dance around him, free, Elders wise, yet youthful in gaze, Lighting his path through life's winding maze. Witty and clever, in jest and thought, Lessons from Grandpa, in wisdom taught, A businessman’s mind yet a poet's soul, He charts his course, both brave and whole. On this day, a melody unfurls, Celebrating the man who shapes his world, Brother Iain, with joy untold, In life’s rich symphony, a note of gold.