We Real Cool 'And Those Winter Sundays'

In the poem “Those Winter Sundays” by Robert Hayden, a father gets up early to warm his family up with fire. The poem starts with the father getting up early to put on his clothes. Wherever the father stood, it was dark outside. We can tell that the father works relentlessly because the poem states “cracked hands that ached from labor in the weekday weather.” The story goes on saying no one ever thanks him for the work, but whoever is telling the poem, could hear cold splinters breaking. The father calls the narrator to get ready. The narrator’s shoes were polished. From how the story is told, the narrator is the son of the father.
The poems “We Real Cool” by Gwendolyn Brooks, and “We Old Dudes” by Joan Murray, have two significant occurrences