Laundry Day
Hooray it’s laundry day
A perfectly lazy day
Where all I need do
Is get up once in a while
For quick transfers
Just a flick of a button
And wait for the magic to unfold
I have it so easy – growing up
My mom raised us six kids
The car weekly loaded with laundry
Heading down to a local laundromat
Imagine the mountains of laundry!
Clothes for eight, linen and the rest
Often one of the eldest would go help
Then sometimes treated to an ice cream
She had it so easy – I remember
My grand-mother’s laundry day
Piles of laundry scattered everywhere
She’d roll out the manual wringer washer
She’d use brute strength and it took forever
Then she’d hang it all on the clothesline
I think how times have changed and love how
Three generations meet every laundry day
AP: Honorable Mention 2020
Submitted on May 18, 2020 for contest BRIAN'S CHOICE K sponsored by BRIAN STRAND
Originally posted on March 27, 2018
Copyright © Line Gauthier | Year Posted 2018
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