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Theme: CoT- Treasure
Word Count: 483
Story: Cinderella
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She spins and she sways
To whatever song plays
Without a care in the world
And I'm sitting her wearing
The weight of the world on my shoulders
I am looking into baby-blue eyes, so big that that I can see my reflection, as I sit in the rocker and sing off key since mother is running late tonight. I smile my own goofy daddy smile into those eyes, and your toothless smile is reflected back at me.
Beautiful, and I will remember it forever.
It's been a long day
And there's still work to do
She's pulling at me
Saying "Dad, I need you,"
I toss you over my shoulder and spin in tight circles, calling you a sack of potatoes. Your adorable giggles that melt my heart are intermingled with chattering words that you've only just learned. Too dizzy now, I set you down, and you amble over to your beautiful mother, your palm-sized feet leaving palm-sized indents in the grass. You are the most precious walkie-talkie I will ever have.
Beautiful, and I will keep it in my heart forever.
"There's a ball at the castle
And I've been invited
And I need to practice my dancing
Oh, please, Daddy, please?"
I stand, cheering at the top of my lungs, to your mother's embarrassment. She claps enthusiastically, but leans over and asks me what could possibly be so intense about pee-wee soccer. I shrug and cheer louder. You stumble over the soccer ball, which comes all the way up to your toddler thighs, and your peals of laughter warble through the air like butterflies.
Beautiful, and I will love it forever.
So I will dance with Cinderella
While she is here in my arms
And time passes as it does, with its own enigmatic manner. Time is callous, unyielding, and merciless, not bothering to stop for anyone or anything. It leeches strength from the very bones of the greatest of us, leaving frail shells spotted with age.
Still, time is generous and compassionate, feeding life into the youngest and brightest of us, strengthening them and giving them wisdom. Helping them to grow up, flowing with just enough benevolence to let you live life to the fullest.
The whole thing is beautiful, and it's the world we live in.
'Cause I know something the prince never knew
Oh, I will dance with Cinderella
The world we live in is so big, I can't fathom it.
But my world is so small, but it's all that I can fathom.
It is you, my beautiful daughter.
I don't want to miss even one song
'Cause all too soon the clock will strike midnight
It is you. Your smile, your laughing eyes, your hugs that you dive into with all your heart, the melody in your name, and the sweet sound of 'daddy' carried by your voice. It's what I live for, and what I treasure above all else.
And she'll be gone...
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(Disclaimer: Lyrics belong to Steven Curtis Chapman.)
Word Count: 483
Story: Cinderella
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She spins and she sways
To whatever song plays
Without a care in the world
And I'm sitting her wearing
The weight of the world on my shoulders
I am looking into baby-blue eyes, so big that that I can see my reflection, as I sit in the rocker and sing off key since mother is running late tonight. I smile my own goofy daddy smile into those eyes, and your toothless smile is reflected back at me.
Beautiful, and I will remember it forever.
It's been a long day
And there's still work to do
She's pulling at me
Saying "Dad, I need you,"
I toss you over my shoulder and spin in tight circles, calling you a sack of potatoes. Your adorable giggles that melt my heart are intermingled with chattering words that you've only just learned. Too dizzy now, I set you down, and you amble over to your beautiful mother, your palm-sized feet leaving palm-sized indents in the grass. You are the most precious walkie-talkie I will ever have.
Beautiful, and I will keep it in my heart forever.
"There's a ball at the castle
And I've been invited
And I need to practice my dancing
Oh, please, Daddy, please?"
I stand, cheering at the top of my lungs, to your mother's embarrassment. She claps enthusiastically, but leans over and asks me what could possibly be so intense about pee-wee soccer. I shrug and cheer louder. You stumble over the soccer ball, which comes all the way up to your toddler thighs, and your peals of laughter warble through the air like butterflies.
Beautiful, and I will love it forever.
So I will dance with Cinderella
While she is here in my arms
And time passes as it does, with its own enigmatic manner. Time is callous, unyielding, and merciless, not bothering to stop for anyone or anything. It leeches strength from the very bones of the greatest of us, leaving frail shells spotted with age.
Still, time is generous and compassionate, feeding life into the youngest and brightest of us, strengthening them and giving them wisdom. Helping them to grow up, flowing with just enough benevolence to let you live life to the fullest.
The whole thing is beautiful, and it's the world we live in.
'Cause I know something the prince never knew
Oh, I will dance with Cinderella
The world we live in is so big, I can't fathom it.
But my world is so small, but it's all that I can fathom.
It is you, my beautiful daughter.
I don't want to miss even one song
'Cause all too soon the clock will strike midnight
It is you. Your smile, your laughing eyes, your hugs that you dive into with all your heart, the melody in your name, and the sweet sound of 'daddy' carried by your voice. It's what I live for, and what I treasure above all else.
And she'll be gone...
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(Disclaimer: Lyrics belong to Steven Curtis Chapman.)
As I said in the poll, this is seriously one of my favorite stories in the whole contest. Again, probably most of it is due to the fact that I like stories like this (kinda funny, really, since I also like really dark stories =P), but it was done very well. Kudos, Aderia.