It is quiet this morning in this house once my own.
I sit here and hear it and know I have grown
From too-fearful child to good man now well known
As one on whom one can depend.
I came here to help against a present need
And to attend to a commanded deed,
The doing of which will help me plant a seed
That, on growing, will help me do more.
I'm glad to have come, to my family support,
And to have prompted a better report
Than before, as befits me, as I purport
To be one on whom others rely.