The play would begin
Where I’d skip, bow and spin
And I waited for daddy to see - to see …
Daddy to see only “Me”
In my sweet little Alice Blue Gown
Momma’ sewed my dress
To match with the rest
Girls giggled and primped and squealed
The sewing machine whirled
Momma’ measured each girl
Twelve bodies bloomed ‘blue’ in the room
And I waited for daddy to see - to see …
Daddy to see only “Me”
In my sweet little Alice Blue Gown
The night had arrived
Parents bubbled with pride
As they waited for the musical to begin
They rumbled with chatter
For the ONE thing that mattered
Their child ‘ALIVE’ on a stage!
And I waited for daddy to see - to see …
Daddy to see only “Me”
In my sweet little Alice Blue Gown
I scanned through the crowd
as I skipped, twirled and bowed
Under our 'forget-me-not’ arbor
Momma’ solo in her chair
NO Daddy there
And the knife took a turn in my belly
And I waited for daddy to see - to see …
Daddy to see only “Me”
In my sweet little Alice Blue Gown
I stopped dancing on air
My heart drenched in despair
In my Sweet Little Alice Blue Gown
Tho’ I’d completed the show
NO one - would ever know
How I waited for daddy to see - to see …
Daddy to see only “Me”
© SkyHeart
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