Dad

Bethany Murdoch

President of the 2 AM dance club.
On Fridays I stay awake,
for when he comes in from the pub.

A bit of Elvis,
a dash of Footloose.
Button I love you. That’s the truth.

He likes to stir the pot,
I giggle. They moan.
It happens a lot.

He owns a pair of blue suede shoes,
he thinks he’s Elvis.
All rhythm and blues.

His heart has never been the same,
Since the day it was poked and prodded,
That day it rained.

Even on that day,
He cried tears I’d never seen before.
I made sure to wipe them away.

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