"YOUR NAME"
When gifted from your Father
It was the best he had to give
Take it, use it, protect it
For as long as you shall live.
If you totaled the car he gave you
Insurance will see it replaced.
But a black mark on your name, Son,
Can never be erased.
It was spotless when you took it
A golden treasure for any heir.
When passed to him by his father
There was not a blemish there.
Make sure you guard and honor it
For after your race is run,
You will be glad the name is spotless
When you give it to your son.
Then as I hold my hand out,
Firmly gripping yours,
I wish you the Merriest of Christmases
And a good Old Fashioned New Year.
Love, MT
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