My last blog about fathers sparked the interest of one reader. It appears that the relationship I had with my late father is an experience shared by many, This experience is far more common than I had initially imagined.
So here I am writing yet another blog about fathers through this song by Luther Vandross. “Dance With My Father” is about a child left behind by a father at a tender age. Still, the child has fond memories of the man who used to dance him/her to sleep.
My father would lift me high
And dance with my mother and me
And then
Spin me around ’till I fell asleep
Then up the stairs he would carry me
And I knew for sure
I was loved
It’s never clear why the father left. But he did one fateful night, leaving behind a confused child, a feeling the latter carried as he grew up.
Later that night when I was asleep
He left a dollar under my sheet
Never dreamed that he
Would be gone from me
The song ends with a prayer that the father would come back even for just one night. If he does, a wish for one last dance is all that his grown-up child is asking for..
I know I’m praying for much too much
But could you send her
The only man she loved
I know you don’t do it usually
But Dear Lord
She’s dying to dance with my father again
Interested in dancing with your father? Do it with “Dance With My Father” here:
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