I did not realize before
How I just drag and drag
Without seeing them in the wash
I do not know the reason
Perhaps, it's simply because
The washer is in the garage
Yes, the washer is in the garage
All the way on the other side
I need to take Laundry over
to that other side
Passing both of our cars
without much space to squeeze by
Oh, how I hate that feeling
the feeling of my pants
Touching the sides of the cars
Seeing more laundry on the way
with my pants in the tray
I do not know about you
But for us it is true
Our garage is not clean
So if you ever drop a sock
More Laundry is to do
O, Laundry laundry! How I hate Laundry
I did not realize before
How I just drag and drag
Without seeing them in the wash
I do not know the reason
Perhaps, it's simply because
No one ever appreciate
Yes, Laundry is a job
That no one appreciate
No one even realize
You are doing the Laundry
You are doing it for them
Each and everyday
Or, if you are like me
Maybe every now and then
Oh, no, no one would take notice
Not until that lucky day
The day that they saw them
All cleaned but on the sofa
Without being fold away
Or the day when they found out
They are out of clean clothing
For that very same day
Then they realize
Laundry is not done
O, Laundry Laundry! How I hate laundry
I did not realize before
How I just drag and drag
without seeing them in the wash
I do not know the reason
Perhaps, it is because
it is a job with no end
Yes, it is a job with no end
This minute you think you are done
The next you see a sock or a pair of pants
right in that basket you just emptied
Perhaps, it is the sock you just drop
On that dirty garage floor
But perhaps it is not.
It is just because, with a family of five,
There is no end to dirty socks
Yes, there is no end to dirty socks
Not until the end of days
When sin is removed from the Earth
When earth no longer equals to dirt
But please do not quote me on this
I have not read my book of Revelations
But it just seems about right
That we will all dress in white
That is brighter than any earthly white
That is brighter than sunlight
It just sounds about right
That white should come from the Righteous King
Who washed our sin away
And not from any laundry
That we could do today
With that being said
And that day hasn't come
I know deep in my heart
No matter how I hate laundry
I should not just drag and drag
Without seeing them in the wash
For it just gets pile up
Doing me not any good
With writing all these down
God seems to be telling me
Laundry maybe mundane and tiny
But with these littlest tasks,
He is training me to face obstacles
Whether it is real or mental
they are not good enough reasons
for waiting another seasons
He also needs me to learn
Not to work for praises
Or other form of rewards
Endurance and faithfulness
Is what He wants from me instead
May God grant me the discipline
May God grant me the discipline
To do the Laundry
in a much more timely way
May my family never ceases to have
May my family never ceases to have
clean clothing available in their closet
until the end of days
Amen
Nice job! This was both funny and convicting. I love the last 2 stanzas! I actually have a poem I'm planning to post sometime, but I didn't write it myself.
ReplyDeleteThank you for reading and comments! Writing this down is both fun and helpful for myself. I hope this trying-to-be poem isn't too hard to swallow :)
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