Then the speaker tells us just how early his father wakes it's "blueblack" outside.Everyone needs to sleep in once in a while. It sounds like the speaker's father never gets to sleep in. And what day is Sunday? Probably church day-the day of rest.The most important word in this line is that itty-bitty "too," which suggests that the speaker's father got up early every day, including Sundays. So, our speaker begins by telling us that on "Sundays too" his father woke up early.For the sake of simplicity, we'll refer to our speaker as a "he," even though the poem doesn't specify whether the speaker is male or female.
Why'd he do that? Probably because he didn't know a ton about love back then. And this despite the fact that his dad had lit all the fires in his house, and even polished his kid's shoes. Then, once the speaker had hauled himself out of bed, he'd talk to his dad, but not with any kind of enthusiasm or affection.
He was a little bit afraid of his father, and the house was filled with "chronic angers," rather than, say, sunshine and rainbows and lollipops. The speaker then tells us that he'd get out of bed once the house was warm and when his father called for him. Bummer alert: no one, including the speaker, thanks his father for doing this. But it's even more impressive when you learn that his dad is totally tuckered out from an intense work week. Now we here at Shmoop are not morning people, so this is impressive in and of itself.
According to our speaker, his pops gets up super early every Sunday morning to light fires in the fireplaces to warm up their home.
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