Father/Daughter Dance (April 2021)

Father/Daughter Dance (April 2021)
Father/Daughter Dance (April 2021)

Father/Daughter Dance

(April 2021)


No dance this year in Virginia City

this year we took a risk at an arcade

to win some tickets playing at “Tomb Raid”

playground built under building graffiti.

We find the least populated of store

and try a conversation through our masks

as we quickly enter with list of tasks

we try to make memories from a chore.

Though less exciting then a gowned ball

at least the day is just for you and I

to find ourselves outside the home awhile.

Held outstretched notice your new look, how tall

you’ve grown since last I wore my suit and tie

we still get Ice Cream travelling this mile.


I will always remember our first dance

where we danced below with stars above us

inside of twirl there was no thought or fuss

we both had a chance to strut floor and prance.

Whole planetary systems on the move

as we chased around each waltzing duo

with daughter holding father as hero

and planetary orbits reach a groove.

The joy of scientific achievement

that fed the hot flame of revolution

centripetal force keeps twirling in dance.

This year we find another endearment

each of us giving a contribution

with understanding of our circumstance.


We talk about the dance and what it means

how every year is different in its way

this year we follow stricter rules to play

how awkward sickness stands on wall and leans.

To write description of yearly event

maybe these poems act as time machine

this year to add discussion of vaccine

or talk about this time of discontent.

To discuss the month of February

and what it means to be a little girl

invited to the ball by her own Dad.

A touching Valentine she will carry

a memory of days when we would twirl

to wait till next year even though still sad.


Do you remember year of Unicorn

when glittered make-up shown upon your brow

I picked you up at Mom’s with a Rose vow

to bring good cheer to child it would adorn.

We have no choice but to write our way out

so save the last dance for a later time

we will just sit and work out different rhyme

with words chosen to remove all our doubt.

You smile at Dad through mask at Mall Food Court

as he pulls his mask aside to eat food

this day may even be better than dance.

She knows that sometimes he feels out of sort

he needs this day every year for his mood

such fun to watch him strut on floor and prance.

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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.

2 thoughts on “Father/Daughter Dance (April 2021)

  • April 12, 2021 at 11:09 PM

    Jamie, it is always a pleasure to read about the special times you spend with your daughter. Even though there is no dance this year you both have those dance memories in your hearts, which will last forever.


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