One Day

One day, I will grow up. One day, I will be a young lady. One day, I will move out. One day, I'll need to call you. I'll call you and ask how your day went, Or how to use the grill, Or how to fix this broken thing, Whatever it is, the call will always end with 'I love you'. Your loving, kind, patient, Helpful, strong, and a little terrifying. Even if your not right beside me, I know your one call away. One day, I used to fit in one of your arms, But everyday I love you, dad.