My dad is off to work today. He has to drive miles away.

I will miss him lots when he's gone, and sometimes it feels oh so long.

But when he gets home, with any luck, I'll get to ride in daddy's truck.

He lets me pick a fun rock song. We smile, even when I sing it wrong.

We find a treat in the front console. Getting a second is the whole goal.

He makes me feel like I belong. I can't wait to be that big and strong.

For a little while I get to go, driving past cars and waving hello.

Sitting cozy together in his ride gives me extra bounce in my stride.

We get to be in our happy bubble. There's nothing scary and no trouble.

We head for home, but with any luck, tomorrow I'll ride in my daddy's truck.