#poetry In the heart of the forest, 'neath the towering trees, Stands a figure, golden, moving with the breeze. Strength of an oak, laughter like a song, Guiding us, inspiring us, helping us belong. Down the river, through the lake, to the ocean's roar, His leadership, a beacon, on life's uncharted shore. In the twilight's glow, we shared a feast, His presence turned a simple day into a grand feast. A touch of magic, a mushroom's gentle sway, Transformed the ordinary into an extraordinary day. Games and laughter echoed, under the starry dome, His spirit, a reminder, that we're never alone. To the golden figure, a friend, a guiding light, We send our gratitude, as day turns into night. For the joy, the unity, the love that freely flowed, For the memories made, for the seeds of friendship sowed. In the grand tapestry of life, this day, a golden thread, A testament to the bond, to the path we tread. To our guide, our friend, we send our heartfelt thanks, For a day of magic, of love, of life's sweet pranks.