In the vast prairies, a child was born; 

Jordan, a name that resonates with the echoes of yore, 

Would have been 25 this year, with a life to explore, 

But the wind of destiny took him, and away his life was torn. 

Your smile, Jordan, shines beyond the stars so bright, 

Carrying hope in hearts, sailing out of range. 

You did not live to see this world change, 

But laws and rights emerged from your fight. 

A call was born on that tragic day, 

A cry for equality, an essential fight. 

Jordan’s Principle echoes your plight, 

So that every child receives what is due to them, without delay. 

Your name, Jordan, etched in the struggle, 

Resonates with every victory, every step, every fall. 

Prompt care provided to all, 

This is your legacy, a vibrant justice. 

Twenty-five years should have seen your smile grow, 

But it is your spirit that pushes us to action, 

So that no child is ever forgotten, 

And that your star continues to glow. 

In you, Jordan, we find the strength, 

With a voice that lingers, even in the hardest shell. 

Your legacy is one of love, 

For every child, every life, every day.