Dancing by Tarale Wolffe
We swayed upon the floor
The only father I’d known, and I
As eyes watched on
And saw the bond grown strong
Safe in strong arms against the sea of eyes
A milestone in a new chapter of life
The new man standing aside
As the old man held me tight.
In gentle arms, he held me firm
With gentle eyes, he took me in
With gentle voice he spoke to me
The world blurred before me.
He said nothing more
His grip held strong
Just like I’d always known
And let me cry upon an arm
One hand left me
Waving to the new
He gave me over, with softly worded threat
And slowly walked away.
And I, in the arms of the new,
Knew life would never be the same.