In the gentle breeze of memory's lane, Greyson, how I've watched you grow, Through walks that whispered peace, and games In sandy parks where laughter flows. With each step beside, a bond took flight, In moments pure, so deeply sown, Aunt Nell loves and misses you bright— Her heart a weight no sage has known. Though time was brief, it richly flew, A golden chapter etched in soul, I hope you'll find my love in view, In shadows where our stories stroll. For every smile and every tear, In my heart, you'll never fade, The joy of you forever near, A blessing time can never trade.