Your Name

You got from your father

It was all he had to give

So it's yours to use and cherish

for as long as you shall live.

If you lose the watch he gave you

It can always be replaced

But a black mark on your name, Son,

Can never be erased.

It was clean the day you took it

And a worthy name to bear

When he got it from his father

There was no dishonor there.

So make sure you guard it wisely,

After all is said and done

You'll be glad the name is spotless

When you give it to your son.

Edgar Albert Guest