T he things you taught me I will always know.
H ow could I not? The roots have sunk so deep:
A ll lessons of the heart that I will keep
N o matter who I am or where I go.
K ids learn from what their parents are, and so
Y ou are my book of life, the thoughts I reap;
O nly in your arms I quiet sleep;
U nder my words your voice sings soft and slow.
F rom you I learned the rules of right and wrong
A gainst which I at times had to rebel,
T hough with regret I carry with me still.
H ow lucky I am to have been loved so well,
E ven as I pushed against your will,
R elying on a father fair and strong.