In a realm where paddles dance in rhythm,
And courts echo with laughter, joy, and thrill,
There emerged a star, a bright prism,
Ben Johns, with fire and a heart that could fill.
With each serve and volley, he captured our hearts,
A wizard of pickleball, deft in his play,
Yet little did we know, as love charts,
He would soon share news that would brighten our day.
Amidst the noise of the crowd’s wild cheer,
With cheers and gasps, his secret unfurled,
Not just victories on the court, but so dear,
A love story blossoming, destined to twirl.
He took to the stage, a hero in light,
With a ring in his hand, and a smile so wide,
“Today I engage,” he declared with delight,
As the waves of joy surged, none could subside.
His fiancée, a vision, radiant and true,
With eyes that sparkled like diamonds at dawn,
A bond forged in laughter, both tender and new,
In the game of hearts, love has now drawn.
From practice sessions under sunlit skies,
To late nights of strategy, just the two,
And now a promise shared, no goodbyes,
The ace of love trumping all trials they knew.
The pickleball community, united and bright,
Rejoiced at the news with hearts open wide,
For sport is but a stage, love the true rite,
In victories shared, their hopes coincide.
Here’s to Ben, the champion on court,
And to love’s sweet victory beyond every game,
May his journey ahead be a grand escort,
As they step into life, forever the same.
So let paddles clash and let spirits soar,
For love, like pickleball, knows no end,
In the game of life, together they score,
Forever entwined, as partners and friends.
