what
would I like to tell my son
the
apple of my eye and not yet one
there
are many things so let me begin
first;
to be happy, my boy, is to win
know
the world is not a fair place
but
let that not change your ways
believe
in good when good eludes you
also
that sorrow is just a point of view
sometimes
even the sun may not be bright
but
it’s ok to know fear but not fright
it’s
also ok to fall and ok to cry
and
getting up may take more than a try
back
yourself and strength you will find
not
from muscle but from your mind
falling
in love is easy, so is breaking a heart
don’t
stop one, the other don’t start
save
your money but invest in friends
they
last longer than stock market trends
don’t
drink much but do try one beer
or
maybe two if you have another near
always
be kind and without excuse
for
it’s not you walking in their shoes
remember
- saying sorry is not for the meek
(just
don’t say it week after week)
be
proud of your brains but take pride in your sweat
for
hard work dazzles more than intellect
honesty
isn't easy and it’s easier to bluff
but
integrity is what makes a man tough
be
a man of peace but game for a fight
brave
for what you believe to be right
never
stop caring, never grow cold
because
to stop feeling is to grow old
give
everything your everything, that is all
the
long and long of this poem tall
and
last; to be happy, my boy, is to win
so
crank up that smile and make it a grin
ram cobain
