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Blue-Collar Man
My daddy was a blue-collar man
in a blue-collar town
back when prices were up
and wages were down
they called it a recession
and I guess we were poor
but I had bologna and bread,
couldn’t ask for much more
just a kid climbing trees
while my daddy worked hard
I read books on the branches
licked jam from a jar
he’d come home at midnight
after a long second shift
I’d be asleep in my bed
my dreams set adrift
I had skates and a bike
never minded my clothes
skinned up my knees
drank from a hose
grew up in a house
where we followed the rules
respected our elders
didn’t backtalk in school
he taught me to work hard
to get up when kicked down
My blue-collar daddy
in our blue-collar town
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Arvilla Fee, from Dayton, Ohio, has been published in numerous presses, and her poetry books, The Human Side This is Life, and Mosaic: A Million Little Pieces are available on Amazon. Arvilla’s life advice: Never travel without snacks. To learn more, visit her website and her new magazine: https://soulpoetry7.com/
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