Sitting in my window
late, late at night
watching the ground below
seeking out the thrilling site
of headlights warming glow.

As the minutes tick by
the lights, they appear
I release a gleeful sigh
dispelling every fear
despite the fever high.

On my bed I sit and wait
listening beyond the door
in a moment I’ll not hesitate
when your shoes I see upon the floor
for my heart you will elate.

“You awake?” is the plea
as the door it opens wide
your tall form I try to see
as to the light my eyes I hide
for my Daddy’s come home to me.