Sunday, 3 June 2012



Dads going to make it  


Dad phoned from the East Coast, While waiting for a flight. He said that he'd make it, To my school play tonight. Dad phoned from an airplane, Somewhere in the air. Then he gave his promise, Tonight he would be there. Dad phoned from the airport. His plane had landed late. The time was six-thirty. The play began at eight. Dad phoned from a taxi, Stuck in a traffic jam. He told me I was the most important person in the world to him. I said I know I am. Dad phoned from our kitchen. He told me not to worry. Ten minutes till show time. I said he better hurry. When the curtain went up, On stage I searched the place, As I spoke my first line, I saw Dad’s smiling face.

I picked this school poem to show how happy the girl is when the dad makes it to her school play! 

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