Dancing With My Daddy
My dear departed,
You knew things
that you never told.
A person lived inside you,
who only found life,
when you danced.
Danced and danced,
with your children
to music that gave you life and joy.
As I glance back,
I see the hook and crook,
of your love,
Another glance, see a moment
bespoke to you
the mischievous glimpse,
That I wish to see again,
I am longing for your dance of joy,
A tree of life, no longer climbed or vaulted.
A tree that dancingly spread its seed,
And tossed out branches and leaves,
Into the fern gully of your dreams daddy.
For that was it,
A life dreamed, realised in
a scribbled scrap that amounted to:
Hard work and love.
That person inside you
Came to life with your love for us and for music.
Now I understand and see it,
In myself, I'm your dream realised,
A blessed child,
who knows it now in her fruit.
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