Dance with daughter again

August 2, 2018

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.
Coyote/John

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