Letter: A poem for all the spring cleaners out there
I wrote this years ago. Since everyone is talking about spring cleaning these days, I thought someone might enjoy this:
You zip zip zip through spring cleaning,
Never fails at this time of the year,
You’re taking out pads for
And are looking at me, I fear.
I think you really enjoy this,
I can see that gleam in your eye,
That rag in your hand is pure bliss,
And all that I can do is sigh.
Mother, to you it’s so easy,
Although you are old and frail,
You clean that dirt so completely,
You’d think our house was for sale.