In the quiet corners of my heart, I hold dear,
Memories of Uncle Billy, strong and sincere.
With a laugh that echoes through the halls of time,
He’s the beacon of strength in my life’s climb.
His eyes, a mirror of wisdom and grace,
Reflecting the love that time cannot erase.
He’s taught me to stand, to be the man I am,
With courage and kindness, as part of his plan.
Beside him, Aunt Judy, a gentle soul’s glow,
Their love, a river, steady and slow.
A dance of devotion, through life’s ebb and flow,
A testament to what true love can bestow.
Their hands intertwined, a symbol so pure,
Of a bond that’s steadfast, strong, and sure.
In their laughter and tears, their joys and their strife,
I see the blueprint of a loving life.
Uncle Billy and Aunt Judy, my guiding light,
In their love, I find my heart’s delight.
Their legacy of love, a beacon so bright,
Inspiring me to seek my own love’s flight.
So here’s to you, my dear Uncle and Aunt,
For the love you’ve shown, no words can enchant.
You’ve shaped my dreams, my hopes, my way,
Thank you, for being my north star each day.