This is about a man of many skills, jack and master of all trades.

Many regards to the enthusiasm, curiosity and youth that never fades.

 

I’ve always come to see that you’ve loved and lived rhymes.

You’ve read some, written several, and been applauded many a times.

 

Thank you for passing this talent on to me, it has more than changed my life.

For words can move mountains, and keep the magic of creativity rife.

 

I’m sure you weren’t expecting this, so I thought I should give it a go.

Here’s hoping your year is full of highs, and never hits a low.

 

65 is no small number, and you epitomise experience.

Thank you for the best of everything without the slightest hint of variance.

 

The light at the end of the tunnel is what you’ve always taught me to look at.
Thank you for words of hope and encouragement, accompanied by the gentlest pat.

 

I hope you no longer have to worry about how well I will eventually do.

I’m almost on track to a new beginning, and innumerable good things too.

 

You’ve mostly been a calming influence, and I’m sure you’ll continue to be so.
Thank you for always looking out for me, with love and care in tow.

 

You’ve joined me on numerous travels, the results of which didn’t always please.

But having you for company as I made effort after effort, ushered in a sense of ease.

 

I still remember you first taught me how to make a paper plane.

Guess you always wanted me to fly high, be it sunshine or rain.

 

I know you care and I might not say it as often as you like.

Thank you for being my guiding light without so much as a sike.

 

And I’ll forever cherish memories of watching Tom & Jerry together.

The laughs we shared unrestrained, with no sign of a tether.

 

So as we celebrate your special moment, I wish you many happy returns of the day.

And we’ll never really be apart, even if I’m away come May.