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In Robert E. Hayden's "Those Winter Sundays" he reflects with regret on how little credit he gave his dad for all the things he did for him. Hayden's father would wake up early before the sun rose every sunday to do chores for his family. This kind act came without even acknowledgment from Hayden when he was a child, and now as an adult he clearly regrets this. Not only did he wake up earlier than everyone else to warm the house, he also polished his sons shoes. The only thing that he got from this was indifference from his son. In this poem Robert E. Hayden regretfully reflects on his younger years as an indifferent child, and clearly wishes he had acted in a more grateful way.