Scottish Dancing
My little girl
joins me in a long-lost love.
dancing.
Hair bounces with each step
giggles and squeals
reopen a dusty door
to college days
when I stood behind masters
copying each heel and toe
til I could join their circle.
Dancing now
in rounds, squares
and lines down the room.
Bagpipes drone
fiddles flare
my heart soars once again
as that youthful girl of long ago
joins a little girl today
breathing ancient Celtic joys
back to life.