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Avoiding Chores for Poetry
Avoiding Chores for Poetry
Mom’s folding laundry as muse pinches me
sheets flapping with ink scolding
I get beat from both sides
unlined bedding is blessed
the future shakes out Mom’s frown
turns it upside down when she reads my best
strike while the iron is hot and frame it
give it to Mom in present
‘fore she passes away
covered with a clean sheet
no poem disturbs her rest
Mom never beat me with her busy hands
Copyright ©
Kim Rodrigues
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