from your father

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