Winter Weekdays

a poem inspired by Robert Hayden's poem, "Winter Sundays"

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On winter weekday mornings,
my father woke early, walked
outside into the freeze,
and defrosted

my iced-over car
so that I wouldn't have
to idle in the cold before
I drove twenty-two miles

to high school. 
He'd also leave me
a travel mug filled
with black coffee. 

I doubt
that I thanked my father
enough for that kindness.
I failed 

to see
that my father's
early morning routine
was a love song.

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Read Robert Hayden’s poem here.