she did laundry most weekends|
in her old washing machine
was about 15 years old now
but new one, she couldn't afford.
she gently poured her soap like always
into the rusty slot, covered with dried on
whites were first, pillow cases, towels
pajamas, socks and kitchen towels
all aligned in order so the washer
could handle it all without doing a
shake, plot, with a jiggle wiggle march.
She nervously watched as the machine
started filling with water, hoping
there would be no flood once again.
ready to pull the plug, at any given time.
if the old gal, decided to take a dive.
She was sturdy, regarding her age.
but had a temper like a fool
who lost his money, on a horse race
on a Saturday night.
head strong she was, but with 15 years
under her belt, she knew how to
wash those clothes cleaner then
the newest machine.
swish swash went the old gal
as i watched her twirling the whites
hoping she wouldn't leave a tear
on my whites, this Saturday night.
she did a good job, as i untangled
the towels, that got twisted with
the underwear, and socks stuck
in the pillow cases.
i would say it was a good day.
no flood, no damage,
she might just last
another 15 years.
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