In the garden of life, she turns forty bright, A beacon of laughter, a star in our night. For Phoebe, Cole, and Emiko’s shining delight, For Louis, a partner in love's endless flight. With precision she dances, the queen of her art, Organized wonder, from lists to the heart. Her kindness flows freely, a balm to the soul, Always there to uplift, to make others whole. Adventures await on each path that she knows, In travels and tales, her wanderlust grows. As a physio master, with healing in hand, She brightens each room, both gentle and grand. Her laughter a melody, her eyes ever gleam, Forty years of creating the loveliest dream. A spirit so radiant, like sun in the sky, In the circle of friends, a love that won't die.