Sixty-four years have softly sung, A tale of days both rich and long, Where hands have crafted, hearts have strung The threads of life, its journey strong. Hardworking soul, a beacon bright, In every task, in every fight; Now time unrolls a gentler tune, A restful sun, a lazier moon. Retired days in tender bloom, Where laughter sweeps away the gloom, A loving heart deserves a rest— For in this pause, life’s truly blessed. So cheers to years both past and new, To moments cherished, dreams in view; A chapter dear, yet unwritten, With joy afresh and grace-driven.