Greetings Lovely Daughters

Here I am at sixty-six Up to mischief Up to tricks When will I grow up I wonder Not before I’m six feet under Aren’t most grown-ups such boring farts Stressed with inward-focused hearts And most don’t pass the happy test Oh if you do my four daughters You are surely blessed Do you spring out of bed each morning Do you shout for joy and greet the dawn Do you smile at that face in the mirror Do you celebrate the day you were born Do you grasp at life with a zest And a childish dose of wonder I hope you do all these things and more As life’s a treasure there to plunder Do you tackle every challenge Even though the road is steep Do you learn from all your failures For the lessons there to keep Do you possess an inner peace An internal locus of control A safe harbor against those raging storms of life With serenity your goal Do you greet everyone with an understanding That most believe the lie That happiness is elusive One long struggle till you die So listen closely my precious daughters And let your thoughts not go astray Heed your wise old father’s words And you will surely find a better way