HAPPY BIRTHDAY GREG!
It isn't every day a son
Turns 'a good bit more than twenty-one'!
A whole lot more, ain't that the truth!
But to me he'll always keep his youth.
Whatever years he may enjoy
He'll always be my little boy!
(I know for a fact he'll hate this verse
But it could have been a great deal worse!)
And the preceding poem is, by coincidence, Greg-related too!
An early Greg incident here: