on the dark winter’s walk
betwixt warm car
and back door
sharp air pierces
the fabric
of your footie pajamas
the wide world
muffled
by your hood
one cheek cold,
the other pressing
on your dad’s shoulder
my dear
please forgive
the slowing gait
I’ll lay you
in your warm bed
soon enough
for now,
I want you to know
as I know
in your flesh
and in your bones
that your daddy loves you
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I can picture every step.