In a day,
A week,
A month,
Or year,
We do things that define us,
Whether we know it or not,
Whether someone sees it or not.
We hold onto that definition
And remember ourselves.

In five years,
Ten,
Or twenty,
We do many things that matter,
Whether it’s doing good,
Whether it’s making mistakes.
We add onto the definition,
But never change its meaning.

To a man
Or a woman,
We are loved and respected,
Whether we deserve it or not,
Whether we cherish it or not.
We love and respect them back,
And we appreciate their definitions.

To our children,
We are loved and looked up to,
Whether we do good by them,
Whether we don’t.
We love them back,
And we teach them our definitions.

And they create their own.