The Daddy-Daughter Dance

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The dance is tonight, Mom.  I can hardly wait!

I get Daddy to myself.  Tonight, he’ll be my date.

Mommy, will you paint my nails?  How ‘bout Dazzle Red?

Please curl my hair this evening, too.  That is what you said.

Mommy, how about mascara, lipstick, and some blush?

Can I get ready early?  I sure don’t wanna rush.

Let’s take some pictures on the porch.  I’ll smile and pose just right.

This Daddy Dance is once a year.  It’s happening tonight!

I’ll dance with Daddy every song.  How much longer til we’re there?

I’ll wear a dress that sparkles.  I’ll put flowers in my hair.

I’ll grab some snacks, chat with friends, but this is special, Dad.

When the night is over, I know that I’ll be sad.

Let’s make the most of every moment.  Twirl me once or twice.

A waltz, two-step, or polka.  Boogie-woogie would be nice.

Hold me in your big, strong arms and never let me go.

And, don’t forget to tell me what I already know.

Tell me that you love me, Dad, and that you always will.

Every time you tell me, it’s my heart that you fill.

Tell me I’m your sunshine, the twinkle in your eye.

If you shed a tear, Dad - I’ll wipe it if you cry.

Do you think I’m beautiful?  Inside?  Outside, too?

Tell me Dad - I’ll have no doubts, if it comes from you.

I’ll always be your baby girl, as the years fly by.

I won’t forget you danced with me.  You’re my favorite guy!

Thank you for this evening.  Your time means much to me.

Let’s go, Dad – it’s date night.  Here’s that ol’ truck key…