Every day without fail,
I tell my son: Always do the right thing.
If you give your word, keep it.
Sometimes he rolls his eyes,
but I know it sinks in eventually.
I look back at the fading
forensics of those times
You tried to reach me too.
Rolling my eyes toward the heavens, I tuned You out.
Look at the whole of nature and the arc of life and it’s clear:
I gave you my word, and I’ll keep it.
Dear children, let us not love in word or talk but in deed and in truth.