I was hoping to hear her say something good
We need to talk, today if you could
She walked out the door
Her keys on the floor
She’s not coming back, and there I stood
Say something good, I know that I should
Smile at her crayon print of the woods
Will you tuck me in bed, she keeps saying
There’s a monster outside, will you slay it?
Do you like my new dress?
Did you make this mess?
It’s all I can think, but don’t say it
Why can’t I say something good?
Did you get dressed for bed?
Did you brush your teeth yet?
Is your homework done, like you said?
I’m still trying to breathe
Why did she leave?
What fairytale is left to be read?
Say something good
What would it hurt to say it?
Say something good, at least fake it
There’s more hurt to share
If I don’t even dare
Kneel beside her and pray it
Just say something good
Your mama was tired, I’m just saying
It wasn’t your fault, you were playing
Lord, take good care of her
But I’m lucky, yes sir
‘Cause I get to stay here with you, ‘stead of strayin’
Let’s say something good
Her little eyes blink open bright
Does she see through my smile to my fright?
She brushes my arm
She smiles her sweet charm
I love you Daddy, alright?
Thank you for saying something good, good night
Today’s NaPoWriMo prompt: Write a Anaphora, a literary term for the practice of repeating certain words or phrases at the beginning of multiple clauses or, in the case of a poem, multiple lines.