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Donall Dempsey
Poems
Oct 2017
MR. DADDY SOFT SOFT
MR. DADDY SOFT SOFT
Always her fascination with me
shaving.
This her early morning ritual
observing each action
as if it were holy.
I hide my face in foam.
“Santa Claus! Santa Claus!”
she chants
winces with delight as the razor
(she gulps)
goes over my bump without
(gasp)slicing it off.
The shaving uncovers the me she knows.
“Soft…soft. . .Mr. Daddy Soft Soft!”
she gurgles in a lather of laughter.
“Me now…now me!” she pleads with me.
I take the brush…coat her reflection with foam.
I shave her…with the tip of my little finger.
Her reflection sniggers & she sniggers too.
Later, in the early evening
she appears
bearded in fresh cream.
She shaves herself with a lollipop stick.
“Me... Daddy now...see!”
I cha cha cha her on the tips of my toes
as she clings to my fingertips
the living room dances around us
One delighted half shaved little girl.
One delighted soft soft Mr. Daddy.
Written by
Donall Dempsey
Guildford
(Guildford)
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