Watching My Friends on Father’s Day
Behind the camera,
the woman who bathed them,
who washed and laid out their clothes,
who woke them and fed them and dressed them
this morning, who coordinated their shirts and found
their shoes and positioned them in front of the celebratory
wall, who stood back and scanned every face and told them to
Smile!
So she could capture,
in ten flashes or less, this moment
she had to fight for on the way to lunch
so they could look back, old, and remember
their family so young, so that on his Father’s Day
timeline he could share this beautiful picture and say
What an utter blessing
these children are to me!
So amazing and easy,
hardly any work at all.
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I adore how snarky this poem is!!!!! Hahahahaha. So amazing and EASY, hardly ANY work at ALL—indeed!
thank you!
There is a wry humor here that
made me grin. Nice.
The stepped layout of the echoing lines!
Dang, Arwen
You are wordsmithing
Arwen, the floating smile is a Cheshire Cat grin and I just got that.
Also just got that this is also about wordsmythory and how ” it’s hardly any work at all.”……
Dang, this is awesome !
I love how you’re reading this, Coleman – thank you!
Girl, do I relate to this picture 🧡
<3
Truth is a poem.
yes!