That Day

'Rise and shine doctor, you've made it'

That's how-morning, for me, had begun

My eyes, semi-open, saw that helter-skelter he'd run

That glitter in his eyes, that glow on his face

He looked like 7 years old to me, I could see his heart race

Oh, a big row of calls there were, on his phone

He would respond to all of them, in the happiest, humble tone

I could never forget how proud I'd made my father that very day

No other sight would make me any happier than that, I'd rather say

'A tiny milestone this is, little girl'-said the king to his princess

'....and with honest hard work, you'd reach much greater heights'-to you I bless

We prayed we danced, we laughed, and cried, tired, we went to bed

That day still remains a fairytale, 

'Rise and shine, doctor' still echoes, as clearly, as that day, in my head