Gloria

I walk without fear, down lilac evening, mother's words hush dear, wondering what they know, or who I’ve seen, never bring to this door, do you remember the tears, Dada used to tease, gazed at all our fears, he’s in California now, lived long on our street, house bought, cars on show, tried to film and act sincere, Sunday suit, collars at ease, a mistake when he leered, large hands, stilled the blow, I loved but was uneasy, told him where to go, whispered like a thief.