I remember playing dress up with my younger sister, she would always want me to dress up as the Dad, because I was the oldest.

I cover myself in your shirt.
So secure I feel in its sleeves.
Its tailored to big, with buttons too small,
and a pocket that hangs to my knees.
I play with your tie in my hand.
I lean my head this way and that.
Baggy pants too, and a big pair of shoes,
My curls hanging loose und’ your hat!
I smile at me in the mirror.
I twist myself this way and that.
with briefcase in hand, I make quite ”The  Man”!
I think I look just like my….Dad!

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Comments (10)
  • Dabra Mann on Jan 29, 2009

    Aaaww, that was so cute! A real fun piece! Brings back memories of my dress-up days. lol…

  • Morgana on Jan 29, 2009

    Such a cute poem…I can envision the little person dressing in such huge clothes.

  • YolieM on Jan 29, 2009

    Nice work I can picture this as a greeting card.

  • rutherfranc on Jan 29, 2009

    mmm.. fond memories you bring back here..

  • AC Hamilton III on Jan 30, 2009

    That was really endearing..you painted quite the picture framed nicely with great voice.

    AC

  • Joni Keith on Jan 30, 2009

    What a sweet memory.

  • Bo Russo on Jan 31, 2009

    I enjoyed this one too.good memories.

  • Clay Hurtubise on Jan 31, 2009

    Good job! Really conjures up some nice images!
    Thanks,
    Clay

  • Sandra Tapia on Feb 10, 2009

    You have a playful style with so much heart. I love this piece!

  • Peter Cimino on Mar 2, 2009

    Very sweet. I think we all go through something like this.

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