Young Son: "Is it true, Dad, I heard that in sum parts of Africa a man doesn''t know his wife until he marries her?"
Dad: That happens in every Country, Son :-|
Make for me a place within your heart
On which I can depend. For only you
Touch the ancient wellsprings of my tears,
Home through all the wanderings of my years,
Eden that no other can renew,
Root I cannot rend through rage or art.