Dark wood floors
remind me of the home
I grew up in, dancing
on dad's feet, learning how
to waltz, him singing
"The Tennessee Waltz,"
me smiling at the line,
"I was dancin' with my darlin',"
knowing that despite my mother
and five sisters,
on that day, he meant it
just for me.
catherinenglish 10-17-2013
No comments:
Post a Comment