The Joseph Spirit Poem by Greg Oosterhouse

On hearing that my wife is pregnant,
As I get over the shock at such alarming news,
When I think of divorcing her and finding that tyrant,
And as I'm about to tell her to put on her walking shoes,

Give me the Joseph spirit,
As I'm convinced to call the child my own.
I want all people to hear it,
That I will raise him until he's grown.

As I teach him my daily trade,
May I be filled with pride.
As I see him come to other's aid,
And yet he remains at my side.

I am proud to call him son,
As he calls me dad.
May I have the Joseph spirit until my life's work is done,
And may I always remember, he is the greatest friend I ever had!