Standing tall and strong
He was my hero
I place my small hands in his
feeling nothing but warmth and care
I smiled up at him
Looking into my daddys eyes
My little feet covering his shoes
As he spun me till I slept
His tears wiping my pain
As I looked into his eyes
Dancing with my daddy again
He could always do anything
Because he was so brave
Could always make me laugh
When I felt sad
Everything was different
When I could dance with my dad
I loved the way he held me
And made me feel so big
He made up all my happiness
When he turned on the music
and I'd dance with daddy again
Only now in my dreams
can I feel his love
If only I could go back
And save our last dance
Author notes
Written May 15th, 2005
A contest entry
- Options Options by forgot2b3forgotten.
350 points, ended May 18, 2005, 9 entries
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This was great! And you said I'm the one with the talent? hehe... Great write, I loved it!
Lots of love*
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This one kind of cunfused me greatly.. Like your title was Save The Last Dance so I throught oh my gosh this person did my acustic thing.. and then I opened it and It wasnt. I loved the write through I was very wonderful. very good. good luck
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