The Phoenix’s Daughter

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Dedicated to my Good friend Amber, thank you for the endless support and for always being there for me! Nothing stood out more than your Love of your Mother when you first started dancing at the Stampede.

The Phoenix’s Daughter

With a tear in her eye, she told her Hearts True Love

I’ll never be far from you 

She kissed her daughter’s forehead and closed her eyes for the last time

On wings so pure

She sored into the Heavens with the sunrise

She kept her promise

On the floor she met her daughter every weekend

With each step

Each song

Like a trance straight to the soul

She tells her daughter

I’ll always Love you, you are my baby, my pride and joy

On the floor reaching for her Mother

Lost to the world she closed her eyes as she danced

She could feel her Mothers Heart

Deeper into the dance she fell within her self

The song pounded the floor with the words “Just Escape”

13 minutes past midnight the bandana around her leg possessed her bodies movement

She was dancing in another world under the moon 

In the faint distance the sound of waves

Crashed just beyond the edge of the floor like the ocean

The men watching her soon fade to the image of pines

An endless Dream

She was in her kingdom, her Mother’s world

A violin replaced the sound of annoying chatter

Time waited for them

A pair of angels dancing on their timeless island 

Spirits lifted

Seeing her Mother in this world

She knew everything was going to be fine 

Her knight in shinning armor found her upon a black beauty with green eyes

He takes her Heart upon a kiss to the soul 

Her Mother’s Love approves

Proud of her Daughter

From above she brands her Daughter

With the mark of the Phoenix

The floor is coming to a close

Mother and Daughter fading from each other

She looks her Daughter with a tear in the eye

And leaves her with a final message

By the Grace of God 

I was blessed with you

Got to Love you

By the Grace of God

I got to be your Mother, mentor and friend

You my sweet daughter 

Were the best woman I ever knew

Purest Heart I ever Loved

My life’s proudest accomplishment

I’ll wait you for

Till one day you have a daughter of your own

Don’t be surprised

When you see me in her eyes

Hold her as I held you 

And never forget

I Love you as you Love her

-Fin-

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If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.
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