Little girl in Catholic-school plaid
Hurrying down the sidewalk with books clutched tightly
To an unformed breast
Your eyes peer out at the morning
From beneath a hanging shock of black curls
And small ears listen
To the sound of footsteps
Following steadily behind.
Frowning, you walk faster
Glancing back to see
The shadow of the man speed up also
Noting at the sane time that no friends wait
As they usually do
On the street
But the school looms ahead
And eyeing it
You sigh with relief.
Turning, you stop to give your follower a quick kiss
Before running inside;
Sometimes Daddy can be so embarrassing.
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