You used to love the way I could dance on your feet
When I was a child of four
And it used to make me mad when you just couldn't see
I wasn't that child anymore.

But today I'm a woman and old enough to know
what this moment must mean to you, so . . .

One more time I'll be your little girl
One last time I'm in ribbons and curls
And we'll waltz through our memories of days gone by
The times that we laughed and the times we cried.

One more time I'll be your little girl
One last time, but you can be sure
Though all of my little girl days are through
I still love you Daddy, I love you.

Daddy, I love you.

Recorded by Mikki Viereck
©New Traditions Music

My Father loved music and he loved to dance.  I still have fond memories of him sitting at the piano or organ and playing the music he so loved.  As a young girl he taught me how to waltz and every time I hear an old-fashioned waltz, I think of him. The last waltz I danced with him was about 1 year before he died.  And while he wasn't physically able to finish our last waltz, I was able to be his little girl just "one more time" and I will cherish that memory forever.

I love you Daddy!

~ Marilyn ~

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