In fields where the wild rivers weave, Young Remi dreams on an autumn eve. With a heart that beats like a racing steed, Turning three, full of wonder and need. Grampy stands with wisdom's glow, Teaching Remi all he knows. From hunting trails and fishing streams, To camping under starry dreams. In rodeo rings where cowboys ride, And racing paths where footsteps stride. Grampy's voice, a gentle guide, "Remi, dear, I'm by your side." With every catch, and every mile run, Grampy loves you, little one. As the moon drifts through the sky, Together, you'll make moments fly.