Dads!
No matter if there are disagreements along the way, if there is love there will always find a way to work things out.

In that special time, it most be the greatest feeling to dance with one's dad. So I found that part of the poem so touching specially since there were hard times that separated the parent and the daughter but still the dad dance with her on her special day.

The last words, I'm forever your little girl, were touching. they made my heart melt.

Very well written Hannah!

You tell a heartbreaking story that touches people on a deeper level.
I guess you incorporated some of your personal history into this piece which makes it even more beautiful.

Simply wonderful

I was gonna tell you my favourite stranza but tbh
I loved it all , it reminds me of a film but I can't
Remember lol , really amazing piece

Well done

Simply wonderful

I was gonna tell you my favourite stranza but tbh
I loved it all , it reminds me of a film but I can't
Remember lol , really amazing piece

Well done

I had this beautiful smile on my face when reading this poem. It really touched my heart and I felt saddened by the distance between you and your father but then was smiling again at the connection you both had. Really beautifully written!

x

Just loved this, I mean seriously loved this. Poems about dads and daughters really choke me up, its an incredible bond!! Cute choice of words here about gigles and stepping on toes, I love that, dads are so good at that.

Such an awesome image in my head, the father daughter dance is priceless at a wedding.

Excellent job Hannah, I really enjoyed reading this piece!

Hannah, It's morning in here, and I am on the balcony; this made me smile from ear to ear. Awesome write about this bond between a father and a daughter. Even if some lover stepped in the line, your daddy will still be your hero, and you will still be the pupil of his eyes.

* In the beginning, I think it's 'existence'.

:)

OMG Hannah, I was one of the judges for this challenge and I fall in love with your poem.

I felt so touched and overwhelmed by this piece. And the idea that you can only remember your precious moments with your dad is through old pictures just shows how alike we are. I always go back to old albums to capture some moments that are forgotten by my memory but still exist in those pictures.

Of all the dances you could ever choose you chose the one with your dad, and I love it. But what I love the most is even though this piece started out so sad it ended up happily. I am so happy you reconnected with your dad, I just hope I get back that connection with my dad too.

Well done sweetie <3

Never doubt the love your dad showers you with
Although rare at times! It's an indescribable feeling

You done a brilliant job on this one Hannah, I still can't believe out of a wide challenge we both had the same idea in mind!! Your poem is very touching and whether this relationship is true or not, it is one which I am sure every girl would hope for with their father.

nice job xx

OMG.... What a poem hannah.... Full of emotions... you have drawn the picture so well out here that the reader is left awestruck and surrounded by emotions...
Like you said the dance with your father after a long time brings you back the moments of childhood, this poem brings afore the same memories of childhood we had with my dad and fills my eye with tears... Throughout, I lived through every word you penned and danced through every emotion you created...

Our first dance I can barely remember;
however, plenty of pictures prove it's existance.
Dirty blonde curls cascaded down my back
as my little feet overlapped yours.
Cheek to cheek smiles,
oh, how I was such a daddie's girl.

^^^
Great start.. this draws a beautiful picture in front of me and is filled with innocence.

I'm sure that was the last time we truly laughed together wholeheartedly.
Since then, we have not once remembered how to intertwine our arms
to form a hug yet alone a dance.
Teenage troubles overpowered our father-daughter bond,
changed our outlook and
damaged our hearts.

^^
so true... teenage years are very confusing and dilemmatic and just creates a rift in your relations..saddening

Today, I became a wife.
As I floated carelessly through the dance floor with my new husband,
he received a tap on the shoulder as you whispered, "May I cut in?"
Awkward hands and a few steps upon my toes,
we giggled together
and the memories flooded back into my mind,
as well as the love I once kept bottled just for you.

^^
I got goosebumps reading this.... the heart of your poem... just cannot define the emotions I lived here...!! Fantastic

I smiled and laid my head against your shoulder and sighed,
"I'm forever your little girl."

^^
Beautiful end!!! Subtle and effective....:)

Wonderful hannah... A thumbs up for you:) you lived up the challenge it seems...:-)

Our first dance I can barely remember;
however, plenty of pictures prove it's existence.
Dirty blonde curls cascaded down my back
as my little feet overlapped yours.
Cheek to cheek smiles,
oh, how I was such a daddie's girl.

^^
Stunning imagery here. You've set the scene perfectly.

I'm sure that was the last time we truly laughed together wholeheartedly.
Since then, we have not once remembered how to intertwine our arms
to form a hug yet alone a dance.
Teenage troubles overpowered our father-daughter bond,
changed our outlook and
damaged our hearts.

^^
This stanza is so sad! And yet I can totally relate. I think many daughters can relate in fact. Again some stunning imagery, even though now it's tainted with sadness. An excellent link from first to second stanza and a really great build up of emotions.

Today, I became a wife.
As I floated carelessly through the dance floor with my new husband,
he received a tap on the shoulder as you whispered, "May I cut in?"
Awkward hands and a few steps upon my toes,
we giggled together
and the memories flooded back into my mind,
as well as the love I once kept bottled just for you.

^^
The happiness returned, but I don't think many things can truly ruin a woman's wedding day even a distance between father and daughter which in this case was overcome and probably mended by this day.

I smiled and laid my head against your shoulder and sighed,
"I'm forever your little girl."

^^
A beautiful ending to a beautiful poem.

*Written for a club challenge.

^^
I think I may have read another poem for this challenge - and it seemed like such a great challenge because both poems I've (now) read have been amazing! It would be difficult to choose a winner out of this particular challenge. (:

WOW! 5/5