Saturday 11 May 2013

11. Folded Clothes


 Folded Clothes

Sometimes,
      to fold the clothes
           and pocket them away
                 in the waiting drawers,

is the greatest
     of privileges.
          Sometimes, to carry
                 debris of play-

items up the
     stairs, to tread
          on another plastic
                 mini-figure, that

hurts your foot
     and makes you swear -
          is the frustration by which
                 you are blessed.

From baby grows
     to faded school airtex,
          this is the chore of
                 someone anointed

with the care
     and love-life full
          of being an exhausted parent.
                 Lucky enough

to feel tired of
     the sacred, normal
          tedium
                 of folding clothes.


11th May 2013

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