Perfection's Reflection

If I could find the rhyme Father describing how perfect you are but you my teacher have taught me so I ask the way you would have to be for you are the beginning and end Your love is good and transcends even though I was gone for a time welcoming back with open hands so kind same loving ones that chastened me sore showing me that without you I am always poor The only one who comprehends the making of a man the claim of the self made man truly only you can for you say the word and it is done for you are perfection Father your son