YOU can't pay back in dollars what your father does for you,
You can't repay in kindness all the tenderness he shows;
You little know the perils he has safely brought you through,
And the wealth of Rockefeller this account would never close.
Just remember, as you travel, now alone upon your way
That your only chance of squaring up the debt you owe your dad
Is to strive with all your courage to grow better every day
And become the man he dreamed of when you were a little lad.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem