I heard small little steps coming my way,
Then small little hands pulling my hair, so to say.

Wake up! Wake up! The sun has risen,
And the morning has come here to stay.

I opened my eyes but it was a haze,
Then I realized, she was my daughter with a smiling little face.

She had a naughty gleam in her eyes,
And said, “You are the thief and I am the spy!”

This was how she played in the morning with me,
Awakening the child that was within me.

Right way to start the bright, sunny day,
This is my life; there is nothing else to say.