Getting Dressed

A poem in my head this morning after a weekend with my daughter x

Getting Dressed:

Whose idea was it
and why do we all play along
pretending that having fun
is doing something wrong?

I watch my daughter dress at weekends
her five year old wardrobe grab
She comes out of her bedroom
in a glittered dress and swimming cap
a pair of reindeered Christmas tights
star sunglasses on her beaming face

I’m in a plain t-shirt and jeans again.
I’m the caged one.
She is sane.


Published by Hollie Poetry

Hollie is a UK poet who loves writing. @holliepoetry

2 thoughts on “Getting Dressed

  1. Hollie,
    Hi! I’ve just finished reading Nobody told me, and I really needed to tell you how brilliant it is.
    I’m a mum of 3 boys, the oldest of who is 4.
    Life is total chaos and I feel like laughing and screaming in equal measures every day whilst being bombarded with patronising parenting advice. And I am that mother apologising to strangers left right and centre whilst being told ‘you’ve got your hands full’ (no shit).
    I haven’t even had the energy to read a book for about a year and I used to read loads, but I’ve just read your book in 3 nights.
    I relate to it so much, it was so refreshing and the beauty and pressures of being a mum so beautifully articulated. I am so glad to have found this book, I think it should be given out to every new mum.
    Love, Katy xx

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