In the land where olives sway beneath the Spanish sun, Sixty years have danced away, each chapter freshly spun. Ed, with laughter as his pen, writes tales of love's embrace, In crazy highs and tender lows, he’s found his rightful place. Four years ago, he journeyed south, to Spain’s resplendent shore, Where vibrant tiles and whispered winds made him seek much more. With every laugh and gentle touch, he colors skies anew, For those who walk beside him find their grey transforms to blue. So here's to Ed, our guiding light, on this, his bright parade, A soul that sings of better days, in every note displayed.