Jaxon, my son, so bright and bold, Five years now since school took hold. From cautious steps on that first day, To running paths where dreams now lay. In halls where laughter softly swells, You've woven tales and cast your spells. Books were opened; worlds unfurled, A journey vast within our world. Small hands that held mine tight with glee, Have grown in courage, wild and free. Each day a chapter, each year a song, Together, we journeyed, proud and strong. Jaxon, dear son, in time's swift stream, You're both my reality and dream. Here's to five years, and countless more— To learning, love, and skies to soar.