Together we dance, like a parent and child
I stomp my feet, and walk on your toes
You wait patiently as I try to keep up.
I’m terrible at it, pushing and pulling,
swinging and shouting.
Impatient, despite the music being slow.
You’re willing to hold me,
but I want to dance by myself.
So I twirl in circles, and fall to the ground
dizzy and laughing.
I do it again, and then I fall down
crying because I feel sick.
You wait patiently while I try to keep up.
Sometimes you pick me up,
but very often you wait.
Wait for me to call you, in my infinite stubbornness.
Wait for me to ask you, in my infinite hardheadedness.
Sometimes I stick my fingers in my ears,
playing that catchy song, not realizing you could punish me.
Insolent child, patient father.
Sometimes you’re not close enough
and other times, I’m so busy crying I cannot hear you.
Sometimes you just wait until I calm down.
And you are there, when I turn around
Ready to dance again.