One More Song And Dance Poem by Susan Lacovara

I could bring flowers today
To the marker where you sleep eternal
But the rain makes me think better of it
Besides, you are not there
But here, in my every breath
I am still small enough to sit on your lap
Throw my arms around your neck
And know nobody loves me
Like you do

One more song and dance
On a Sunday set aside for fathers
We could dust off the old albums
Stack them high enough to play all day
And spend the day
As father and daughter
Til all the music ends

I look for you in many moments
Those when strength is a necessary tool
And others when the smallest of success
Gives me reason to cheer
I never believe you to be gone
Hardly notice the heap of years
That I have amassed without your voice
Without one more song and dance