I do not remember my first dance,
I was small, barely a day old,
When he twirled me about,
His joy enveloping us in gold.
A child of two we danced again,
Father, daughter and wife,
We rejoiced yet again,
For the celebration of a new life.
Years passed by, joy turning into pain,
Then to joy again,
My graduating year we rejoiced,
But that soon came to an end.
The loss of a dearest grandfather
Left our hearts in shards
Then mine trampled again,
As love was forced apart.
The happiest day of my life
He was in attendance,
All dressed in a gown of white
I went to him for another dance.
When he gave me away he cried
At the thought of losing me,
And years later I now cry
For I can only ever dance with his memory.
Many years have passed
Since that sorrowful day,
But the memories and lessons
Will forever and always stay.
And as I gaze down
At the sleeping form of my newborn daughter,
The tears begin to flow for the love that I feel...
I am dancing with my father.
