No Name

"Father where can I write my name?" 

asked son
Father kept mum as having weight of ton.
"No name is ever lasting, but why to bother?"
With sweet smile said the father.
Both they went on travelling the seen
Both had sharing full of words keen.
They register their names in paper
Next they are lost in bin like wrapper.

The names in churchyard fall again
Bit by bit since they've been written when.
Strong metal iron made in name
Are wiped out when goes fame.
The pairs inscribe their love on history
With miscellaneous it becomes mystery.
Big names on roof and towers
Are lost in time's shower.
Finally they came to one
Except good deeds there's none.