Seventy-five years, a journey so grand, John strolls through life, steady and planned. With Pam by his side, heart's enduring grace, A love that's eternal, time can't erase. Father of two, with wisdom he led, Stories of life lovingly spread. Grandad to three, with laughter and light, Their smiles are his treasures, his heart's pure delight. A clever muse, with pen in his hand, Words weave like magic across the land. In the corner pub, where laughter remains, A pint in hand, it's the simple gains. At the pool table, he’s sharp, he’s sly, With a careful aim and a gleaming eye. Here's to John, on his grand milestone, In the chapters of life, may joy be sown.