Happy Birthday Daddy!

I'm Daddy's girl.. I've said this before... Dancing on Daddy's Big Feet The music is soft, And the music is sweet - twirling and dancing on Daddy's big feet. I slip off my shoes and step up onto his. When his feet turn us around, nothing's better than this. My arm stretches up high as can be To reach for his shoulder - his arm reaches 'round me. And the music is soft, the music is sweet - twirling and dancing on Daddy's big feet. His slippery black shoes shined by my stocking feet glide us 'cross the room on the music's safe beat. He tells me someday another boy will come to hold me this way then his job will be done. But life is never as secure and the music as sweet - waltzin' 'cross the room on Daddy's big feet. ©2005 Judi Moreillon Please scroll down for today's post.. Love you all more than my luggage (but not more than my Daddy!) Hugs, smooches and gropes!