In golden light of forty years, A beacon bright through joy and tears, A mother of three—each name a song, Phoebe, Cole, and Emiko, growing strong. Wife to Louis, a partner true, Together, they journey all skies of blue. With laughter pure, adventures bright, She dances on 'neath stars of night. Her healing hands, a physio’s grace, Restoring souls with gentle embrace. Organized in every way, Yet finds the time to seize the day. To friends and kin, she's ever kind, A helping hand, a heart aligned. With every smile, the world takes wing, In her laughter, life's worth to sing. So here's to forty years of light, To many more adventures, bright. May love and laughter always flow, For the one whose spirit’s aglow.