(Author and year unknown, if you know please send me a message telling me so I can be sure to give appropriate credit!)
 

You who are on the road
Must have a code that you can live by,
And so, become yourself
Because the past is just a good-bye.

Teach your children well
Their father’s hell will slowly go by,
And feed them on your dreams
The one they picks, the one you’ll know by

Don’t you ever ask them why
If they told you, you would cry,
So just look at them and sigh,
And know they love you.

And you, of tender years
Can’t know the fears that your elders grew by,
And so please help them with your youth,
They seek the truth before they can die.

Teach your children well
Their children’s hell will slowly go by
And feed them on your dreams
The one they picks the one you’ll know by.

Don’t you ever ask them why
If they told you, you would cry,
So just look at them and sigh,
And know they love you.
 

LONGMIRE'S INTERPRETIVE NOTE:  Folks, this is the best I can do to try to encourage you to give serious thought to the material we covered during the first sections of the ethics class.  I don't want to be so bold as to advise you which "code" to select to "live by" but when you do, remember that your children will know you by what you value as "good."  Sometimes it's a sense of "duty" to some future generation that causes us to stop and remind ourselves exactly what it is that life's all about.