By Lawrence “Mack in Texas” Hall
The washing machine baptizes our busy days:
A shirt freshly stained with this morning’s coffee
Wrinkledy tees in grimy greens and greys
A child’s blue jeans all sticky with toffee
Dish towels we allowed to get old-food smelly
A nice dress sock on which the puppy peed
Blankies from the couch in front of the telly
The terry-cloth that toweled the shaving bleed
In the laundry room where all these wreckages convene
There to be made all fresh and bright and clean –
Let us give thanks for the washing machine!
LogoSophia Magazine 