Oh, the Places Grayson Will Go!
Oh, Baby Gray Grayson, bold bundle of cheer, Fresh out of Regina, you’ve landed right here! With dark, wispy hair and long limbs that out-span, You stretch like a sprout in a bright prairie land. The prairie sky whispers, “He’s larger than small— A king-sized explorer, though tiny and tall!”
Today is the day your bold journeys begin; The doors are flung wide—just go marching right in! Past pillows and mobiles, through swaddles and songs, You’ll tiptoe on toes that already feel strong. Each rattle’s a riddle, each giggle a clue, And every soft sunrise is waiting for you.
You’ll paddle your crib like a stout little ship, With blankets for billows and dreams for a trip. When nightlight moons glow and the hush falls asleep, You’ll steer among star-fish and galactic sheep. Look out for those comets that moo as they whiz— They’ll grant you milk-mustaches right on the fizz!
At dawn you’ll go rolling through cotton-cloud farms, Where ducklings wear boots and the cows flash alarms. A quick-growing hero, you’ll vault every gate— Those long baby legs never dawdle or wait! With each mighty wiggle you’ll tame prairie wind, And teach it to whistle the tunes in your mind.
Off next to Mount Diaper, so lofty and steep, Where swirls of soft powder make snowdrifts knee-deep. You’ll summit with grins that could melt the whole pile, Then sled down on belly with jubilant style. No mountain’s too messy, no tumble too tough For Grayson the Great—he’s resilient enough!
And when the big world tries to puzzle your way, Remember you’re sturdy and loved, Baby Gray. Your fingers will point to horizons untried, Your heart will beat loud like a proud prairie tide. For boys born in places where wide wheat fields flow Learn early that “Onward!” is the best way to grow.
So sleep now, dear scout, let adventures unfurl— Regina’s sweet night-winds will cradle and swirl. Tomorrow holds wonders that beg to be known; Your length and your laughter will see how you’ve grown. Oh, the quests you will quest and the sights you will see— The world can’t wait, Grayson; go big, brave, and free!
Welcome to the world little buddy!
-The Burant's