In the tapestry of years, we weave today, Your forty-second, a gem in the array. With tales of love, your son wed twice, Once beneath Santorini's skies, precise. Across Europe’s streets, your laughter soared, Family in tow, new memories stored. And joy anew, as a grandchild’s eyes, Illuminate your life, a sweet surprise. Each email a thread of golden thread spun, Yet, I long for calls of the days once begun. Though you say age has begun to creep, In my eyes, your youthful spark you keep. Etched on my heart, bold, never faint, My confidant, my friend, a cherished saint. Here's to the adventures that tomorrow unfurls, To everlasting bonds in life's precious pearls.