When I was just a little tot I always sat upon your knee; And though you were so very tired, You would sing funny songs to me. You'd get out my Mother Goose book And read it to me o'er and o'er. When you thought it was time to stop, I would beg, "Daddy, read some more." I must have been a little pest But I know you were always kind. Each day when you'd come home from work, I'd run to meet you, Dad of mine. Once I remember, I met you -- You told me I'd grow up some day, And wouldn't run to meet you then; But I couldn't see it that way. That was long ago, yet it seems Just yesterday when I'd meet you, Just a kid free from heartache, though Often I'd find a pain or two. I would take those childish troubles To be a kid just one more time. They were the sweetest days of all, When I was a kid, Dad of mine. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE CROSS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON FLORENCE NIGHTINGALE by EMMA LAZARUS SPOON RIVER ANTHOLOGY: COONEY POTTER by EDGAR LEE MASTERS THE CAMBODIAN BOX by KAREN SWENSON THE VIKING GRAVE AT LADBY by KAREN SWENSON |