Cover Girl – Poem #6

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Staring darkly in the mirror
wishing she was very little
so if she fell and skinned her knee
daddy would be there to say
don’t worry honey it’s ok
he’d kiss and cover-up the boo boo.

And when she got to be a teen
and had a blemish on her face
dad would always make her laugh
and tell her she was beautiful
“Just cover it with Cover Girl!”

Crumpled laying on the bed
bloody flecks bright red on linen
baby’s crying loudly now
Just another holiday
of loving, honor and obey.

Cover Girl and dark sun glasses
camouflage the black and blue.
Grateful daddy cannot see
what your love has done to me.

Cover up the black and blue
with glorious silken Cover Girl


About toritto

I was born during year four of the reign of Emperor Tiberius Claudius on the outskirts of the empire in Brooklyn. I married my high school sweetheart, the girl I took to the prom and we were together for forty years until her passing in 2004. We had four kids together and buried two together. I had a successful career in Corporate America (never got rich but made a living) and traveled the world. I am currently retired in the Tampa Bay metro area and live alone. One of my daughters is close by and one within a morning’s drive. They call their pops everyday. I try to write poetry (not very well), and about family. Occasionally I will try a historical piece relating to politics. :-)
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3 Responses to Cover Girl – Poem #6

  1. beetleypete says:

    We have had a serious case of domestic violent abuse in our own close family, Frank. This one spoke to me, in every way.
    Best wishes, Pete.

    Liked by 1 person

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