Daddy’s Little Girl

 Daddy’s little girl is day-dreaming again,

Trying to see how this tale should begin.

Got to find out just what and just who –

Got to know what they might do –

Must know where to set the scene –

Select a plot that is fresh and clean –

Got to make her people come alive –

Make them struggle, make them strive

To understand, and do what’s right,

Even though it means a fight.

To err is human, that she knew,

And this is how her story grew.

Daddy’s little girl is dreaming again,

Back to long ago days, the way it was then,

When she sat in the sun, a book in her hand

And she took that first trip to a far-away land.

She planted the seeds for what was to be,

They grew in her mind to maturity.

Now that she’s old, with gray in her hair,

She puts them on paper for others to share.