She´d lie in bed & hear the old cranked gramophone
playing,
On creeping down the stairs, she´d watch them softly
swaying,
Daddy held mummy & danced her around with such
tender love,
To romantic tunes, swirling off the walls & onto
the ceilings above.
Then one day the angels came & danced her mummy
off & far away,
The soft music stopped at night & along the walls
it no longer swayed,
The halls fell silent & at night all alone, into
her pillow, she quietly wept,
While listening to her daddy pacing the floors, now he
never ever slept.
One night through her tears, she heard the swirling
music playing again,
And she thought her mummy had returned to take away
her teary pain,
But on peeping, saw it was just her daddy dancing with
empty embrace,
With a tear running down his stubbly, lovely, but so
sad & furrowed face.
Slowly she crept into the music-swirled room, but of
her, he wasn’t aware,
She hesitated getting close, she twiddled her hair
& she just stood & stared,
“Dance with me daddy?”, pleaded her tiny little voice,
sounding lost & alarmed,
And daddy bent to his daughter & danced her to the
moon in his aching arms.
He danced with his little daughter until his grief
finally left & flew far away,
He never stopped & he danced her all the way
through to her graduation day,
“Dance with me daddy?”, she asked him, dressed in
lace, the day that she wed,
And happy in the arms of her daddy, she danced all
night while the old man led.
Years flew by & with the old gramophone, she
taught her children to dance,
She aged too, as swiftly old father time came knocking
& the years advanced,
Her daddy grew old & grey before her eyes & in
his final winter of frozen frost,
She realized, that all memories within his mind, had
flown & were now finally lost.
“Dance with me daddy?”, she asked, cranking up the old
familiar gramophone,
And she gently took her old daddy in her arms &
danced him softly back home,
To that place in the past, where she was that tiny,
lonely frightened little child,
Upon daddy´s face, distant memory danced together with
the glimmer of his smile.
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