The child held to her
daddy's hand.
She stood upon his feet,
and as they danced to the music,
their closeness was complete.
Excitedly, the little girl
would wait for her daddy to speak,
and as she danced in his footsteps,
he knew one day another's love
she would seek.
Time whirled her far
from her daddy's footsteps,
into lost dreams of a magic time,
void of knights and steeds
and damsels saved
and music filled with rhyme.
Old daddy wiped away his daughter's
tears of sadness and then the
tears of strife,
and then held to his child's hand,
quietly rectifying her life.
The child held to her
daddy's hand
and danced to music filled with rhyme,
and felt a touch of happiness
and magical times.