Dancing With My Father Again

(Thelbert L. Foster, Sr) Turning on the radio Tears spring from my eyes… As I hear Luther soulfully, voice these words That I have come to realize… I shall never dance with my father again, Oh, its like some one stole from me a prize… A treasure irreplaceable; The Lord gave me just this precious one, Too soon~ he was taken, My pain has just begun… I sit alone and wonder, but know that everything With him is truly all right and remember all the life lessons Taught to me… in the twinkling of an eye I can still see him smile, and feel the strength stretch forth From the one whom always seemed, like a giant in my eyes… There in that precious moment, my spirit soars… I am once again a child~ and its then I truly realize... That in my mind are the shared memories, where I can always laugh, dance and sing with my father again…