Amidst the whispers of the sea in Cullercoats' embrace, Louise turns forty, her smile a timeless grace. With Matt by her side, love's faithful guiding light, And sons George and Ethan, her heart's pure delight. In numbers she finds a rhythm, an accountant's art, Balancing ledgers yet never her heart. Her family, like a tapestry woven with care, In-laws and kin, their love beyond compare. The echoes of school days linger, never to part, Friends who've journeyed with her, held close in her heart. On netball courts, she dances, swift and free, Her laughter carried by the autumn breeze. Running through the years, miles and dreams combined, Finding joy in strange foods, her own path defined. The shadow of thirty now fades into laughter's glow, Forty is her symphony, a melody to show. A toast to Louise, with love and cheers, Celebrating her journey through the years.