Kathryn Collins Poet Rhyme

Bath Time

Bath Time

Every evening
around about five
I pinch my cellulose
to make sure I’m alive.

Long-ago-child 
last rings in my tub
now soaps up her own kids,
rub a dub dub.

Towels at attention,
the bathroom is dry
if I need a re-run
my daughter’s near-by.

©Kathryn McLoughlin Collins
November 24, 2012

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Debbie Duncan January 21, 2013 at 3:10 PM very cute Kathryn , thank you for reading "Missing Pieces" Yes, I do know our souls don't fade away,,, but you pinch yr cellulose just to make sure you are alive ,,, have a great day ;}

Keith Bickerstaffe December 20, 2012 at 1:18 PM You are unique! (I know, I've said it before... but dammit it's true!) Wonderful cadence, rhyming and imagery... 'rub a dub dub' in a poem? Spectacular!! Love, Keith

Andrea Dietrich December 2, 2012 at 9:52 AM so so cute,and I see you are a premium member. Wow! Congratulations

Terry O'Leary November 29, 2012 at 5:33 PM A wonderful 'pick-me-up', Kathy... ah, yes, a 'long-ago-child'... but I'm still fighting against leaving that 'realm'... Love, Terry

Jon A Cavanaugh November 24, 2012 at 7:29 PM You captured my attention with first stanza. Loved the whole poem. Great poem. And I loved the last two lines as well. I love poems with humor. They are so therapeutic.

Debbie Guzzi November 24, 2012 at 5:48 PM This made me smile! I hope I live long enough to see a grandchild! Light & Love

Anne-Lise Andresen November 24, 2012 at 1:28 PM Sweet poem, Kathryn. - Have a good and restful weekend. - oxox / / Anne-Lise :)