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…
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