I wait for the day, when I tell my dad.
I met someone special, a really nice lad.
So furious he might get, it will drive him mad.
Argue will I, "but he ain't that bad!!"
"His family, his job, what does he do?"
The questions will pour without much ado.
"Is it for sure? Will he stay true?
Is he what it means happiness to u?"
"A brave heart, a cute smile and a warm hug,"
"He is all that n more," I say with a smug.
"And a lil' promise of a together tomorrow,
Of an eternal journey through joy and sorrow."
Dad's heart would melt and eyes would well.
"She grew up so fast, and how the hell!!"
His eyes say it all, I know he's glad.
A smile on his face, I know he's sad.
"If thats what you want, he better be a nice lad"
"Dont worry Pops, he'll be the son you never had!"
