Dancing On Daddy's Toes

Published by Family Friend Poems July 2008 with permission of the Author.

When I was just a little girl,
so very long ago,
I remember taking daddy's hands and stepping on his toes.
He would dance around the room with me,
taking his big steps.
With every stride that he made,
it felt like we were the only ones in this world left,
dancing and turning in so many ways.
All I could think about was me and my daddy's days.
Now that you're gone and your grandchild is on the way,
I want my child to dance on my toes the way that I once did,
taking their little hands in mine,
going back to the place in time that I once loved,
and nobody knows how much it meant to me dancing on daddy's toes.

Stories 0
Shares 48
Favorited 4
Votes 52
Rating 4.02