Clothes Call
Does that old clothespin feel the cold
Worry about its aged look
Sun dried, rain tinted, grayed
Does it think about the “clothing”
Children’s flapping diapers
Growing to blue jeans
The “old man’s” shirts
He’s still working
As is the clothespin
Mostly it gets the heavy work
Stuff too bulky for the clothes dryer
Beach towels, blankets, bedspreads
Cold winds are its dance partners
Sticky snow makes it look like an elf
Does warm sun set it to dreaming
I hang an old shirt on the line
The old clothespin smiles
Whispers … back to work
Copyright © John Lawless | Year Posted 2025
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