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My Daddy
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by
The Ironhorse Writer
© 4/12/2002
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The kids all pledged allegiance
Then sat to start their day
One little girl was deep in thought
Over what she was going to say
One by one, each took a turn
To talk about their Dad
She wondered if the kids would laugh
If her teacher would be mad
There were uniforms with badges
An abundance of suits and ties
It was then a smile beamed from her face
For she had realized
He really wasn't like the rest
Not part of any crowd
This little girl in coveralls
Stood tall and said so proud…
"My Daddy is a Biker
He wears no ties, no suits
Leather is his uniform
He wears big biker boots."
"The pins on my Daddy's vest
Are the badges that he wears
He takes toys to girls and boys
Because my Daddy cares."
"My Daddy takes me everywhere
We have lots of fun
You go on vacations
We go on a run."
"He always likes to ride to work
Mommy likes to say….
You can hear your Daddy coming home
From half a mile away."
"That is all I have to say
But I am really glad….
My Daddy is a Biker
But most of all….My Dad."
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