In My Papa’s Waltz the kid goes describes what it is like doing the waltz with his father. Their recollection seems to be something in between a positive and negative memory by having a change of mind in the middle of the poem. They discusses how their mother feels about the damage that they are causing, how the smell on their father’s breath smelt like whiskey, described what their father was like. Even though the kid was having fun the mother was not happy because they were wrecking the kitchen. The kid explains that it was a challenge to waltz when their dad when he had been drinking. They go into some detail about what the father was wearing and looked like.
The mother was unhappy because the child and