Thursday, June 16, 2011
Daddy's rhythm was a steady, steady beat
In the ears of this little girl
It never stopped-
This knowing that
Everything was right with the world.
As Daddy kept beat, I knew I was safe
I knew that no harm could come near
Nothing was too hard
Or strong or big
To cause MY dad any fear!
If Dad wasn't worried, then neither was I
Not at all, just ready for fun!
Dad had a good plan
For something to play
And if he had his way, I always won!
He was full of ideas for fun things to do
Rug becomes ship on the make believe sea
In the living room
All of the lights turned out
While he guided our boat back to safety
Keeping busy, we played his games of guessing
As we sat in the car while Mom shopped.
People passed by,
And laughed at our make believe plot.
Dad's drum beat had also a tune
It emerged from that strong, constant beat.
The words were,
"I'm so glad you're mine," and then again it would repeat.
His beat slowed a bit as I took my special place,
Standing on his toes for our dances together.
Those sweet moments
Tender and loving-
Memories that will last forever!
Dad's rhythm became part of this girl,
Self-assured, unafraid, and so grateful.
The beat of his drum-
The beat of his heart
Makes love real, unconditional, faithful
He still makes me feel like a small girl
He can melt me my heart with just a tune
When he talks
I hear drumbeat
And melody... Thank you Daddy, for all that you've done