In your life so far, you’ve taught us a whole lot
To be open with our mind and give it our best shot
When I’m your ripe old age, I want to be like you
Grateful for the life you have, with a sense of humour too
You’re a father and grandfather and turned into a great
Not sure how all that happened, it must’ve been your fate
You dealt with every issue, with your head held up high
Respected by your peers, something money just can’t buy
Quiet at most times, it seems that you’re not there
At other times you’re lively, especially on a dare
Your game is not quite over; you’re hoping there is more
Not so sure who’s winning, you really don’t keep score
But when you focus on an issue, we’d better step aside
For you might be old and slower, but still have lots of pride
And when that pride takes over, you’re bound to have your way
You know so many forceful words, we’re afraid of what you’ll say
Don Hamaliuk, St. Albert