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Daddy's Shoes
Ever since you went away
our house is full with pain
Storm clouds keep gathering
and our days are fill with rain
Nothing seems to be the same
the emptiness is always here
You are so very far away
and yet also seem so near
Everything reminds us of you,
the chair you used to sit
The garden you used to tend to
now overrun with weeds, unfit
The energy, it is also gone
no one seems to bother or care
We try to go on, to function
but it is hard with you not there
If only, just for a little while
to see again your smiling face
Life would seem more beautiful
and our steps would seem in place
You were such an incredible man
and you were a giant in our eyes
Your shoes now sit here empty
trying to fill them seems unwise
As I sit here looking at them
remembering how you danced
A baby held high in each arm
they were forever in loves trance
Now they are just memories
of a love that's never died
Grandbabies are now missing this
is just one reason why I cry
We love you so and miss you more
it seems unfair that you are gone
There is no more dancing in your shoes
there's only this sad sad song
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Dance With My Father
Back when I was a child,
before life removed all the innocence
My father would lift me high and dance
with my mother and me and then
Spin me around 'til I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure I was loved
If I could get another chance,
another walk, another dance with him
I'd play a song that would never, ever end
How I'd love, love, love
To dance with my father again
When I and my mother would disagree
To get my way, I would run from her to him
He'd make me laugh just to comfort me
Then finally make me do just
what my mama said
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he would
be gone from me
If I could steal one final glance,
One final step, one final dance with him
I'd play a song that would never, ever end
'Cause I'd love, love, love
To dance with my father again
Sometimes I'd listen outside her door
And I'd hear how my mother cried for him
I pray for her even more than me
I pray for her even more than me
I know I'm praying for much too much
But could you send back the only
man she loved
I know you don't do it usually
But dear Lord she's dying
To dance with my father again
Every night I fall asleep and
this is all I ever dream
Song playing....Dance With My Father by
Celine Dion
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