In autumn's gentle, golden glow, We gather, dear KC, to let you know, How your laughter, like leaves in flight, Fills our hearts with pure delight. Forty-eight cycles 'round the sun, A partner cherished, a journey begun— A mother, a foundation, steadfast and bright, An emotional base in day and night. With a giver's spirit, vast and wide, A huge heart that none can hide, As you embrace this season's call, We celebrate you, KC, loved by all.