WATCHING TV WITH DAD

He is cradling baby
in his arms.

We -  like iron filings
cling to his Dad-ness.

Rival siblings
cuddle into every side

of him
available.

Two more little ones
clutch a leg each

unwilling to
let go

their prize positions.

I am curled on the back
of the sofa

about his neck
like a human scarf or

a rather large cat!

We are laughing at
MR. ED - THE TALKING HORSE.

"... a horse is a horse is a horse of course. . ."
we all chant in unison.

Or sing the theme to
GREEN ACRES.

Doesn't matter what we
watch as long as  we

can be
part of him.

"...our dad is our dad is our dad
of course..!"