At fifty rides the wheel of time, A journey traced in rhythmic rhyme, Each bike a testament of grace, Wind whispers friendship on your face. With careful hands, you forge your path, A gate that opens, frames your craft, Hard-working, dedicated soul, In every ride, you find your goal. A father’s love, profound and deep, In every camp, where children sleep, The stars your map, the earth your stage, Adventure blooms with every page. Ambitious heart that drives the day, Your family knows the steady way, For all the miles you've yet to see, Here's to the love you've built with glee. On this grand road of fifty years, Rev up the joy, dismiss the fears, To you, my love, in biking's flight, Our endless journey feels just right.