“The child held to her daddy’s hand. She stood upon his feet, and as they danced to the music, their closeness was complete. Excitedly, the little girl would wait for her daddy to speak, and as she danced in his footsteps, he knew one day another’s love she would seek. Time whirled her far from her daddy’s footsteps, into lost dreams of a magic time, void of knights and steeds and damsels saved and music filled with rhyme. Old daddy wiped away his daughter’s tears of sadness and then the tears of strife, and then held to his child’s hand,……
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Wondrous Magical Times
