Hi Daddy, just thought I'd call you for a while,

So I picked up the phone and started to dial.

I'm sorry I missed you, when I tried to make the call,

I just wanted to let you know, I love you, most of all.

I'm sorry Daddy, when sometimes I'm in your way,

And for the times you've told me, that I disobey.

I didn't mean to do it Daddy, or make you raise your voice,

So when you punished me, I guess you had no choice.

I didn't mean to be messy, but your voice became very loud,

For getting crumbs on the seat, when I knew I wasn't allowed.

And when I asked if I could hear, that song play one more time,

The song that's been a favorite hymn, the one with the pretty rhyme.

"This is my story ... This is my song", the one I love so well,

Couldn't you have just said "no", instead of having to yell?

I'm just a little girl, and sometimes things are accidental,

So when I need corrected, could your voice be a little more gentle?

Well Daddy, I'll say goodbye and then hang up the phone,

"Cause it said to "leave a message, right after I hear the tone".

Have a nice day Daddy, here's a kiss as I say so long,

  ~Author~

Ruth Ann Mahaffey

©Copyright, Sept 2002

 Written for Leah Pysell, a special little girl.