I write so I’ll know what I’m thinking
Born to a world of trouble and strife,
given a slap to start my life.
But troubles and joy, both have I seen
they bother me not for I know what they mean.
For the troubles of life were only natures plan,
to shape and to mold and to make me a man.
For the good things in life, the joy and the fun
or the pride that I felt when I first held my son.
And all of these good things I see in my life,
I owe to you, my wife.