A Thankless Job
Poem By Mary Nagy
The laundry piles in mountains.
It covers the whole floor.
Just when I think I've done it all...
OOPS! Here comes some more!
''I'm sorry Mom, I forgot this.''
and ''Hey, if you don't mind...
I need this washed before tomorrow...
That is, if you have time.''
''Oh sure'' I say ''No problem,
I'll do it just for you.''
After all...I'm sure you know...
I have nothing else to do!
If I could just have one wish
to help with a daily chore,
It'd have to be that laundry
wouldn't be needed anymore!
I might have time for reading
(or watching a trashy show!)
I hear there's great stuff on T.V...
I fear I'll never know!