My little sons, may you always have the world at your feet, your head held high through triumphs or defeat.
May you bountifully taste success, overcoming all hurdles and duress.
May you learn right from wrong, remain empathetic yet strong.
May you have a creative bent of mind, yet stay grounded, humble and kind.
May you travel far and wide, with never a thorn in your side.
May you learn from your mistakes, improving till you achieve the highest stakes.
May you not be defeated when struggles feel tight, as true victory comes with a fight.
May you be the master of your tongue, by your words, no one should ever feel stung.
May you never raise your hand, to neither woman nor man, taking the high road whenever you can.
May you stand up for what you believe in and be a leader comfortable in your own skin.
May you be known as a person of great learning, using your knowledge to keep age-old fences burning.
May you achieve everything you wish for and more, accepting in your stride whatever fate has in store.
May no insecurities ever pull you down, you are your own master- may you wear your own crown.
May sticks, stones or words never hurt you, if you’re mentally strong, you will pull through.
May you stand out in a crowd, without being brash or loud.
May the light shine upon you, guiding you through life, keeping you away from negativity and strife.
May you never foster any judgment or bias, while you stand confidently on life’s dias.
May you know every single day that my love for you will never sway.
I’ll end by saying, keep your head held high through triumphs or defeat; My little sons, may you always have the world at your feet.
