Jan, my beacon through the years, A tapestry of laughter and tears, Together through paths, we've always danced, Yet once her footsteps led to France. For half a century, time did weave, A bond that storms could not bereave, Though miles once cast a fleeting spell, In hearts united, we always dwell. In every sunset, every dawn, A friendship bound, enduring, drawn, Jan, steadfast in life’s embrace, Absence never could erase. Through years of golden light and shade, A symphony of love we've made, Jan, my anchor, my comfort, my might, In spirit with me, forever in sight.