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After Dinner

After Dinner
David J Walker

I can still hear the clanking of
Silverware and ceramic dishes after dinner 

As the sink filled with hot water 
Clearing, washing, and drying 

The suds of Ivory Liquid dishwashing soap
Guaranteed to help keep that Youthful Glow
Of our young hands 

The small AM radio in the window tuned
To the Top-40 on KOMA 

Me watching as my sisters engaged in 
A quick game of Jax 
On the waxed linoleum kitchen floor

Looking out the door into the living room
We could see the glow of the TV set
And the end of our fathers lit cigarette
The grey smoke filling the air 

Mom laughing at something funny
Barny Fife said to Andy in a 
Black & White comedy about 
Small town life in the 60s’

After dinner and the dishes were done
We finished our homework
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Sands Avatar
February 12, 2021 at 6:24 AM
This poem brings us right to the scene David. You have shown it well :)
Walker Avatar
February 12, 2021 at 8:40 AM
Thank you, Heidi. Many an evening was spent that way growing up.
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