Daddy's Little Man
I watched him as he glanced up,
To look at Daddy's face,
He walked a little faster
To keep up with the pace.
I watched him as he reached out,
and took his Daddy's hand
Trying to do everything like him
And be Daddy's little man.
I listened to his questions,
Asked in baby talk
Daddy answered as best he could
as they continued with their walk.
You could tell he started to tire,
For it was plain to see
He stopped and held up his little arms,
And said "Daddy Please hold me".
Daddy grinned and picked him up,
carried him awhile without a peep,
Held his little boy close to him...
For Daddy's little man had fallen
~© Mildred Paxton 1999~