The original idea was to try to write a poem or song every day for a year. Now the idea is to write when I can. Hopefully that will be often. But sometimes life goes in other directions.
Thursday, March 29, 2018
Laundry Night
Sometimes a mundane task isn’t so mundane.
Laundry night.
Wash, dry, fold, hang.
That feeling of having completed a task,
And the smell of clothes
Warm from the dryer.
Not freshly baked cookies,
But almost as good.
