You Have Your Father’s Knees.
I take after my mother,
As she took after me;
And you inherited something from your father:
You have your father’s knees.
I see you out walking them;
Keeping them in trim;
And when I see those noble knees,
I always think of him.
In short, they are fine,
(I secretly wish they were mine),
They are the appropriate number, too;
I know they were his,
And now they are yours…
…They suited him better than you.