Dance with my daughter again

Dance with my daughter again

A Poem by Coyote Poetry


A beautiful song.


Dance with daughter

Old man remember. Little girls will become young woman. His little girl is tall and beautiful.
One she waited for him. Needed a ride, a day at the park and his kind voice to tell her.
She would be okay.

Daddy baby girl is off and running.

Old men, they  pray and wish. Their children are safe and sound. Today the good days are remembered and the hope for more good days are wanted.

Dance with daughter

In a old dream we danced at your second grade dance.
I danced with you.
You were content. I could come to the father and daughter dance.
I was tired and today.
It is one of my best days of my life.
To dance with daughter
To see her smile and content.
A father’s hope.

© 2014 Coyote Poetry