Saturday mornings
mother at the hairdressers
push the furniture back
play wrestle with my father
clean the horse brass
while he does the hoovering
before she comes back
chips for dinner
then dad down the bookies
chalking not betting
me watching Town down the rec
come home plastered
me not my dad
he isn’t a drinker
even though we live opposite pub
sisters out on the trot
me, head in a book
early night if it’s fishing Sunday
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© Graham Sherwood 12/2019
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