Father Daughter Dance 2018


I feel February is favorite

along with the melting of winter snow

a time to step on back and watch youth grow,

to ponder favorite days from where I sit.

I think about you daily my daughter.

In February you and I must dance,

to spin around the sound as if in trance,

no greater dance than daughter with father.

Though favorites generate a long list

when family gathers for evening meal

or summer trips on weekends to the pool.

A place where all these memories exist

embedded on a silent movie reel.

This dance a movement, movement as a tool.


Three Februaries from the last three years

in different places around our old home,

in cities or where wild horses would roam,

a different dress, different mirrors.

We hold our arms outstretched as we turn round.

One year in church, the other theater space,

your floral print or Wonder Woman lace

and so a better day has not been found.

The day that Isaac Newton explained how,

the day that Montaigne finished his essays,

the day that scientists cured the small pox,

we throw this all off with a sudden “CIAO”

and jump on the dance floor with love and praise,

to end her evening sleeping in her socks.


Sometimes I slip into the memory,

the physical memory of each turn

to witness the joy inside of your burn,

oh daughter, dance this part of your story.

Each year your hand upon my hand will grip,

a healthy grip that holds us together.

We dance in the rain or any weather,

to tighten every year avoiding slip.

My daughter when you have grown up so tall

I cannot see beyond your adult grace

and listen to your life every day.

Will we still take the time off for a ball

and find our memories hard to replace

on dance floor where our waltzing feet will sway.

Jamie Lee Hamann
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Jamie Lee Hamann

My name is Jamie Lee Hamann and I have a passion for writing short fiction and poetry. I started writing for TCE around 2015 and since then I have finished seven collections of poetry and plans for more. I currently live in Lemmon Valley NV with my family. If you desire to find my other work on the internet feel free to stop by my website simplepoetics.weebly.com. The website offers articles on poetry, poems, and links to all my other writing.

3 thoughts on “Father Daughter Dance 2018

  • July 18, 2018 at 6:10 PM

    Very touching Jamie, and how fast they grow: my daughter is now forty with two children of her own. Time just seems to evaporate and memories so precious keep us sustained. A father and daughter dance, so sublime. Great work my friend.

  • July 22, 2018 at 12:32 AM

    Jamie, this was wonderful. Our children grow up much too fast so we need to embrace every moment. Beautifully written and touching.


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