someone had asked for it, but I can't find now who did.

Your name ( you got it from your father) by Edgar A. Guest

You got it from your father 'Twas the best he had to give. And right gladly he bestowed it It's yours, the while you live.

You may lose the watch he gave you and another you may claim, But remember, when you're tempted, to be careful of this name.

It was fair the day you got it, and a worthy name to bear, When he took it from his father, there was no dishonor there.

Through the years he proudly wore it, to his father he was true, And that name was clean and spotless when he passed it on to you.

Oh, there's much that he has given that he values not at all. He has watched you break your playthings in the days when you were small.

You have lost the knife he gave you, and you've scattered many a game, But you'll never hurt your father if you're careful with his name.

It is yours to wear forever, yours to wear the while you live. Yours, perhaps some distant morning, another boy to give.

And you'll smile as did your father-- with a smile that all can share, If a clean name and a good name you are giving him to wear.

-- ilza (ilza@pobox.com), May 24, 1999