In shadows of eighty-one years' warm embrace, Stands Cool Dave, with a heart so full of grace. With Poorkitty purring gently at his side, He recalls life's journey with a smile so wide. Children and grandkids, his legacy bright, Rally around him, spirits taking flight. In laughter and stories, bonds are rekindled, Their lives into his, lovingly mingled. Though time weaves wrinkles, strength does not decay— Cool Dave still shows it, push-ups on display. In the tapestry of life’s grand array, A hero, a sage—happy birthday, we say.