My son, one day you will be a man,
Yet you'll always be my boy.
I shall love and support you however I can,
For you are my pride and joy.
Never let anyone put you down
Nor ever a day go by
That leaves you feeling alone;
Just turn to your mother and I.
I trust you to carry the name we share,
Courage and strength it will bring.
Brave men and wise men have done so before
And you are the future King.
My son, you're the fruit of the family tree,
The crown on the family crest.
Whatever you may wish to be,
For us and yourself, be your best.
