Daddy's Girl

Tea parties with Daddy and I lean back in my chair
And cross my hands behind my head
Just like you.

Daddy-clock strikes eight and my Cinderella slippers giggle
And glide and good night, sleep tight, don't let the
Bed bugs bite.

Fifty miles each in the front seat
And the city is a necklace and we are warm and secure in our
Station wagon cocoon.

Giant steps are what you take
And Daddy is as tall as forever and when I hear his voice
I am not afraid.