In winter's breath, beneath Prague's skies, For Amanda, a gift where magic lies. Sixty years bright, a milestone's glow, To Suzi Quatro's rhythmic show. With cobblestone echoes, the city sings, A tale of ageless joy it brings. In December's embrace, a dream unfurls, As music and memory dance in whirls. A concert of life, a night to weave, Where timeless chords and hearts believe. In crystal air, under starlit dome, Prague whispers softly, "Welcome home."