In a small house by the old Nanaimo way, Dirk and Pat's love began to sway, Sixty years, a waltz through time, Three daughters' laughter, children's rhyme. Lisa, Erika, and Rebekka, bright, Their days filled with warmth and light, One son, Boom, with a heart so strong, Their legacy, a family song. Dirk, skilled in healing's gentle art, Pat, serving smiles, the waitress's part, Her eyes would sparkle, joy aglow, Calling numbers in bingo's flow. Both Dutch at heart, voices blend, To Nana Mouskouri and Abba, they extend, Their songs float through the evening air, In harmony, a love beyond compare. Pat, one of many in a family's embrace, Together, they found their cherished place, A life well-lived, with love held true, Dirk and Pat, time's tapestry renew.