Small as a people, yet we have the might

 Our parents’ journeys are our greatest trace —

those were the pioneers who made us shine —

they have left us their honor, style, and grace.

It’s easy, when we take the human race

for what it is, to simply miss the sign

our parents’ journeys are our greatest trace.

When we choose our best selves to embrace

it will be the brightest glory of our line,

they have left us their honor, style, and grace:

Beauty and wisdom in each glorious face,

hearts without dreadful errors to repine,

our parents’ journeys are our greatest trace

of service we cannot this time replace.

They faced their duty, and they did not whine,

they have left us their honor, style, and grace.

We stand in wonder, in this sacred place,

at how they battled, how they built our line:

Our parents’ journeys are our greatest trace

of how they taught us honor, style, and grace.