Two Left Feet

I don't want to dance Daddy
you'll step on my feet
I haven't any um-pa-pa
dancing's not my treat.

If I could stand on your shoes Dad
then we'd slide cross the floor
I'd know we'd do it, oh so right,
and Mother would adore.

I don't want to dance my Dear
you'll step on my feet.
we haven't any um-pa-pa
dancing's not my treat

Oh Daddy said our little girl child
can I stand on your shoes
I can not dance a lick you see
and Baby has the blues.

Fifty years have come and gone
stepping on my feet,
on starlit nights in our bedroom
your feet make mine complete.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2012

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Hillmer Avatar
March 16, 2012 at 6:07 PM
Thank You. This reading brought back memories of my childhood, dancing on my dads steel-toed logging boots in the kitchen. Very sweet.
Maverick Avatar
March 16, 2012 at 12:01 AM
So i see some good memories in the journey Debbie.. I was pleased to read this today let your innocent memories live on..!
Jocelyn Avatar
March 13, 2012 at 7:09 PM
I had never met my dad and found him just before he died .. a very touching tale.
Andresen Avatar
March 13, 2012 at 6:40 AM
Wery sweet Deddie, yes the baby has the blues......and the dancing dress. - oxox love Anne-Lise
Poet Avatar
March 12, 2012 at 6:40 PM
Love it Debi.Hope this is not for Nette's contest.She asked for Dizain or Free verse(16 lines).
Guzzi Avatar
March 13, 2012 at 6:42 AM
LOL you are my guardian angel Kash! yes her contest stimulated this however it did not wish to be birthed in those forms OH well, maybe another one will wish to be free verse or a dizain!
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