by stu pidasso
19April2010
Prints on the tops of my shoes
remind me of Elvis and his blue suedes.
The King sang from the heart
and that's where we start.
Because I always dreamed
of dancing with my daughter,
slow and steadily,
with smiles on our faces.
But I haven't had her in my arms
to dance the night away
since she was four years old.
The last time we danced,
she had to stand on my feet.
I can't have them shined,
so they'll be there to remind
me of what got left behind.
Prints on top of my shoes,
are giving me the blues,
but that's just old news.
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