Time With Daddy

A careful man I ought to be,

A little fellow follows me,

I do not dare to go astray

For fear he'll go the selfsame way. 

I cannot once escape his eyes,
Whate'er he sees me do, he tries;
Like me, he says, he's going to be,
The little chap who follows me.

He thinks that I am good and fine,

Believes in every word of mine

The base in me he must not see,

The little chap who follows me. 

I must remember as I go,
Through summer's fun and winter's snow,
In building for the years to be
The little chap who follows me!

Author: John Wooden, Late Coach of the UCLA Bruins