When I Grow Up - Nicole C. Mullen

A little boy the age five

Looked his papa in the eyes

And said i really need to talk with you

Been thinkin bout alot of things

What it is i want to be

And superman im thinkin

Just won’t do

When i grow up i want to be

When i grow up i want to be when i grow up i want to be

Like you

The score is 33 to 9

His high school team is way behind

He felt defeated till his papa came

Remember if you win or lose

I’m always

Gon be proud of you

You’re my favorite champion of

The game

(the boy said)

He came to the door to say goodnight

Stopped at a familiar sight

Papa was kneelin down to pray

«dear father god up above

Thanks for showin me love»

Then quietly he heard his papa say