Impatiently waiting for the doorbell to ring
I hop round' & dress myself happily

I pray to god that this isn't a joke
Some phone prankster playing a hoax

I have so many questions to ask,
Like;
how can you let so many years go past?
Why did you leave us never coming back home.. & why did you leave mommy crying all alone?

Do I have any other brothers & sisters?
Should I call him daddy, father or MR.?

What have you been doing all this time?
Without knowing whether we were dead or alive..

Before I can continue to think,
I hear my mom catching the phone on its second ring...

She picks up
Seems like she's talking to a man
Her voice trembers with anger as she says; "I understand"..

She puts the phone down, walking towards my room
She says: baby, I'm sorry..he isn't coming but he wants to set another date.

I look upon her teary eyed and say
But mommy, today is early & tommorow's too late...