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Sway
I sway left, I sway right
Cradling you in my arms
Shushing like the waves
Wishing you goodnight.
I move left, I move right
Dodging your little hands
As we tickle and tumble
Play with no end in sight.
I teach left, I teach right
One day you’ll just get it.
Shoes, socks and gloves
Dad duties become light.
I’ll go left, you’ll go right.
You’ll text me you’re well
You’re on...
Monday 6th November 2023 12:00 pm
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