I thought myself to be secure
To shut the door and turn the lock
But toddling did my ear lure
With upon the door a tiny knock

My heart would be stone to withstand
The sweetness of my baby's plea
The knock made with a gentle hand
"Daddy let me in - it's only me!"

Aside I tossed that unfinished book
Ignoring it's attractive charms
Threw open the locked door and took
my little darling in my arms

I hope that in the eternity
When I a truant child shall wait
For the glory of a life to be
Beyond the regal golden gate

I pray that Heavenly Father heed
This lost lamb's begging cry
When at his holy door I plead
"It's I, My Father, only I!"

Erm...I dunno. Just something I wrote for my dad while procrastinating homework...