Step to the left and remember
The sweet coo of the baby as you
Danced with her in your arms the first
Night of her birth, her new life.
Step to the right and remember
The giggling young girl you held while she
Danced with her feet on yours and
Held your hands and trusted you.
Step to the fore and remember
The blushing young maiden who gaily
Danced with you so beautiful on her
First day of maturity.
Step to the back and remember
The sorrow you sobbed, the loss, while you
Danced holding tight with tears
Cried for nana, beloved.
Step to the side and see
Through your tears the joy in her face and
Dance with her final farewell
For the child lost to love.
Arwen, farewell, you think
With heartache and sorrow as
You dance and you smile
Pretend to be happy, not sad.
My daughter, goodbye.
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