Toys, bike, scooter, bags, I-tunes, Wi.
not enough money or will to run a child like a department
so sit on your blackberry all morning
and decades later , expect all sorts of pain.
Back at work tomorrow, grateful partner keeps exhausted kids home and near the loo.
Or fight it off
Push sunglasses back over thinning hair
Wear too trendy shoes
Move body away as if to say: those are not mine
Cling to singledom in the face of a full nappy
Or let Dadhood dawn
know how to fail
whims cannot be met
Every game is not perfect
You can do a nappy, but thank you for the advice
Dadhood is a state of mind
A state of grace too
When it is ever granted to you
It lasts less than a whisper and then
Their bodies are running away fast
and they know how to poo.
You cannot text them back.
You need to let them fly.
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Here is one important thing that feminists need – dads who care.