What a beautiful moment.
My little girl jumps
happily into my arms –
holds me close and whispers in my ear:
“Daddy, you’re fat!”
What do you do in a moment like this?
How do you respond?
For one, you’re a little insecure
about that added weight –
but it’s not like you can just go cry in a corner.
I mean, c’mon man! You’re an adult
with a mortgage! Get a hold of yourself, will ya?
So you do what any respectable,
almost thirty, pot-bellied father of a
beautifully blunt little girl would do.
You pat your belly.
And then she laughs.
And hugs.
And kisses.
And you realize that it’s true:
Sometimes the most beautiful moments
depend not in what someone else does,
or says, but in the reaction that comes from you.
This poem © Kevin Walker. Published November 2012.
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