“What I expect from you,” says dad,
“Is strength and pride in everything,
Defeat your foes, take all they’ve had,
And to our family glory bring.”

“What I expect from you,” says mom,
“Is that you would be kind and fair,
Have fun with friends, attend the prom,
Do well in life and that good share.”

“What I expect from you,” say friends,
“Is daily listening to me,
Accepting all my means and ends
In all things unconditionally.”

“What I expect from you,” says church,
“Is giving, sacrificial lives;
Find God amidst a lifelong search;
Be godly husbands, holy wives.”

“What I expect from you,” says work,
“Is all your time and all your best,
No duties miss, no projects shirk,
Your heart and loyalty, invest.”

“What I expect from you,” say kids,
“Is giving things I need right now,
Not lectures of what life forbids;
Just buy me all–I don’t care how!”

“What I expect from you,” says life,
“Is sweat and blood and pain and tears;
Your shattered dreams, unending strife
Endure for all your woeful years.”

“What I expect from you,” say I,
“Is heed all those expecting me,
And bear their wants until I die,
So they won’t be rejecting me.”


(Photo by Lukas)