Footsteps In the Hallway
Foot steps along the wooden floor
Heard from the outside of my bedroom door
I'm Wondering who it could be
Hopefully it will be my daddy
Away with work for months on end
Leaves me pining on the end of my bed
Missing the summer garden games
To the family BBQ with high reaching flames
The summer walks down by the riverbank
The river as clear as if looking at a fish tank
The trees above my head absorbing the sun
Allowing me and my daddy to have fun
Then, the bedroom door opens wide
My heart races as if on a joyride
My daddy was home from his time away
Yes! Daddy’s home, its time to play..
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
