Daddy, Can I...?

• Eliza-jane Carlson
• Poetry
• 2008

I promise always to do my chores
And on time I'll go to bed.
I promise my excessive noise
Won't spin circles round your head.

I promise always to fold the washing
And sweep and mop the floors.
I promise always to empty the bin
And remember to shut the doors.

I promise always to try my hardest
And keep striving towards my goals.
I promise to put my best foot forward
And take life as it rolls.

I know I'm sometimes silly,
Psycho, energetic and loud.
But when it comes to the end of the day,
I promise I'll make you proud.