I remember <br />waking up to the sound <br /> saturday morning cartoons <br />G.I. Joes raging war <br />on that carpet battlefield <br /> in your bedroom <br /> <br />Barefoot <br />stepping on toy cars <br />Causing panic at the Indianapolis five hundred <br />two hundred laps on the living room floor <br />Laughing outloud to myself <br />wondering just what I got myself into <br /> <br />This daddy thing <br />got my nerves on edge <br /> got my tongue twisted <br />Come toss the football with me <br />tell me how fish swim like that <br /> what makes the rain <br />This daddy thing <br />it just keeps getting better day by day <br />When I look into his amazing innocent eyes <br />this daddy thing <br /> is the greatest feeling <br /> <br />Why is the sun so high up in the sky <br />touches us so why can't we touch it too <br />And can you tell me <br />why stars only come out at night <br />Is it so they can catch our wishes <br />before they fall <br /> <br />Why is the ocean blue <br />why is red not orange <br /> or even purple <br />Somethings just can't be explained <br />just the way this world was made <br /> <br />This daddy thing <br />got my nerves on edge <br /> got my tongue twisted <br />Come toss the football with me <br />tell me how fish swim like that <br /> what makes the rain <br />This daddy thing <br />it just keeps getting better day by day <br />When I look into his amazing innocent eyes <br />this daddy thing <br /> is the greatest feeling...<br /><br />Daniel Wittfoth<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/this-daddy-thing/
