Kenning My Dad
He comes home smelling of outside
A bootstamping coat remover.
When he sits at the table
He’s a food exterminator
A coffee-consuming pudding praiser.
He’s a mountain strider, birdwatcher,
A cheering on at rugby shouter
A dolls house maker, breadbaker,
Cooking pasta in the kitchen on Sunday.
He’s a vegetable nurturer
Digging in the garden in the rain
A leekbringer, soup inventor.
At work he’s a computer tapper
Brainworker, travelling on a train worker.
At home he’s our dad-
A bighugging loudlaughing funloving
daft teasing dad with a prickly face.