I may be the youngest of the grandsons gathered, Too small to understand, my innocence untattered. Yet the love she showered upon me, I can feel, In every moment, every memory, it's surreal. Though I may not remember the moments we had, I know her love for me was strong, never sad. Her hugs, her kisses, so tender and kind, In my heart and soul, forever intertwined. With one Grammy here and one up above, Your love and presence surround me with love. In each smile, each laugh, I feel you...