Keep your friends close
But your enemies closer,
So you can punch them whenever you want to.

Fool me once, shame on you
Fool me twice, shame on me,
If you can still fool me thrice, you're really clever.

Success is 1% inspiration
And 99% perspiration
Plus a thousand prayers, just for good measure.

There's a rainbow
Always after the rain
Just make sure you don't look at the clouds at night.

It's always darkest
Before the dawn
So set your alarm to six or seven in the morning.

There's always light
At the end of a tunnel
A claustrophobe has two things to worry about.

Your music delights Apollo
Even on the rainy days,
When the Nine Muses won't dance.
You strum your guitar
Like you tickle the wind,
Healing our weary souls.
You play your saxophone,
Lifting our spirits
As you breathe life to it.
You sing to the tunes
That our hearts want to hear
All through the years.
You have a hundred stories
In your book called "Fatherhood"
Waiting to be told.
We'll add more pages to it
While we make new stories with you
As the years unfold.

The culmination of the battle,
Between salty and sour,
Peppered to perfection.
The sweetness of caramelized onions,
The tickling aroma of browned garlic,
In a beautiful confetti of scallions.
Warm and tender meat,
Drenched in an otherworldy sauce,
Bursting with umami and flavor.
A product of love and spices,
Filling both our bellies and hearts,
It never fails to remind me of home.
But mom, you see,
In all these years, I've come to know,
Of all your versions of Adobo,
The best ones are made,
When you share it with me.