Her Shoes
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July 2009
-Tyson B. Troxel
How long had it been?
How many times, had he said no?
He was always too busy.
She always smiled, and danced anyways.
He was just too busy,
and she just danced anyways.
She had no mother, he no wife.
No sisters, he, no son.
It had been a year and a day,
Since love warmed their home.
But, she danced anyways.
And he was just too busy.
As time passed, He stayed gone more and more
Always too busy
Never any time for her
He didn't know How to show her the love she deserved.
She smiled,
And danced,
And kept a clean house.
Always a warm meal.
And she, Danced.
Now there came a time,
When she was asked, To the royal ball.
And she needed her daddy's permission.
But, he was always too busy.
He never listened to her.
On, and on, Ever so patiently,
She waited every nite
And hugged him,
And asked her daddy,
If he would just say yes
His heart was hardened,
He didn't know how to love her.
What if he said yes?
What if he said no?
Should he show her love,
Even if he had none?
When mommy died, She cried,
And he just closed his heart.
She just smiled, And kept on dancing.
He just walked away
. The time came.
The royal ball.
Her shoes were well worn,
And she had no pretty dress to wear
. No daddy to hold her hand.
No one to take her dancing.
With tears in her eyes,
She put on her best dirty dress,
And her well worn shoes.
She went anyways.
To the royal ball.
And waited for someone to take her dancing.
The night passed on.
She stood alone,
watching the daddy's and daughters dance
And it came time For one last dance
The most special dance
Tears came down her face,
And she turned to run out.
Noone loved her.
Not one.
Not even Her daddy.
A hand stopped her,
And he gently hugged her.
She looked up,
And it was, Her daddy.
He looked so grand.
He handed her a new pair of shoes.
Her mother's dancing shoes.
He wiped away her tears,
And took her hand in his,
And led her to the dance floor.
And he tooke her dancing.
"Will you forgive a fool such as I?
I have been a bad daddy.
Not once, Was I there for you,
Never once, Did I take you dancing."
She looked in his eyes,
And hugged him tight
. She kissed his cheek.
And, Cinderella, Got her dance.
"My sweet Cinderella,
Never again, Will I leave you,
Or ignore you.
I will always take you dancing,
And love you forever."
And so,
that night,
Cinderella, And her daddy,
Went dancing
, And didn't stop.
***Inspired by "Cindrella", by Steven Curtis Chapman***
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