Irma had a washing machine
she didn't need a dryer
I see myself sitting under the
 
carport in the backyard
crunching bits and pieces
 
of apple in my mouth
 
 while she hung clothes out
 
I believe she ask sun to shine
and wind to join in
 
because I'm a eyewitness to
that actually happening
I don't know why but it never
took long for them to dry
 
not back then
it was always a blessing to wear
 
 clothes that smell like sunshine
to me it looked like hard work
 
to Irma it wasn't a chore I think
 
she adored the
 
time she had to spend with
 
the source of light & power
 
it gave her the ability to
complete the task and get by
 
without a needless tumbling
manmade device
 
Irma always kept her
appointed time and she
 
always looked forward to her
 
meeting with the sky
 
now that she has been laid
 
to rest I can still see her through
 
the window of my mind's eye
I can still see her pulling
clothespins out of the pockets
of the button down floral dress
she loved to wash and wear

 
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