Lifeline
Line after line of fresh diapers
A daily chore for years
Clotheslines held six dozen each day
Unless weather unclear
Two little ones not potty trained
Now grown and on their own
They hold up a lifeline of love
Since the soft nest they've flown
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Contest: Let Me Feel Your Lines
# 3. Clothesline
Written by: Sara Kendrick
March 30, 2015
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