For Three Year Olds Only

She had turned three last June and proud, oh my She was the apple of her daddy's eye Little girls don't come prettier than she Seemed like her future was bright as could be Daddy bragged to all those who would listen Of her blue eyes and hair that would glisten He talked of her brain and how she was smart And he couldn't wait for her school to start But just at the time things were going well His attention shifted and darkness fell He read aloud for her mother to hear Of a race being held that seemed quite near She felt she might faint, if the truth be told The race was only for a three year old! Why, he seemed possessd as he read and read Citing all their names as if she were dead He talked of how fast these three year olds were And which might win - but never mentioned her She wondered whether she could learn to run And give up the times she just spent on fun She sure didn't know where Kentucky was Or in a Derby what a runner does Well, if it pleased her daddy she would try - Then she thought it over, started to cry 6/24/2017 For contest Three Year Olds Thoughts for Brenda Chiri