Corner Pub #2 |
Sun-Dried Clothes |
Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
Sun-Dried Clothes The clothes hung on the line to dry, All look as if they'd like to fly. All the sleeves on shirts are flapping And the dresses, crisply snapping. The sheets are billowing and float Like sails upon an anchored boat. When I was young, I liked to play Beneath the lines on washing day. Where every towel, held fast in place, Would reach for me with wet embrace And I would run, with arms stretched wide, Just touching clothes on either side. When it was time to bring them in, As I unclasped each woodin pin, Into the pile, I'd press my nose To smell the scent of sun-dried clothes. Whenever washing day was planned, I was supposed to lend a hand And though I sorted, I recall, That didn't take much time at all, So I was free to rush among, The fresh washed clothes, as they were hung. Now I can easily recall What fun that seemed, when I was small. Betty Lou Hebert Published in Tale Spinners, Alberta, Canada, 2000 [This message has been edited by Trillium (07-12-2002 07:23 PM).] |
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Joyce Johnson
since 2001-03-10
Posts 9912Washington State |
You are a child at heart Betty, so you can recall the sensation of being young. I loved that clean smell of sun-dried clothes. Joyce |
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Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
Thanks Joyce! I still hang sheets out once in awhile, just so we can enjoy that wonderful fresh scent. Betty Lou Hebert |
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pegasus111 Member Elite
since 2000-07-27
Posts 2219ocala, fl, usa |
I remember this so well. Thank you for the trip dowm memory lane. It was many years before we were able to afford a dryer and although it is more convenient, I miss the smell of sun dried clothes. the woods are lovely, dark, and deep, but I have promises to keep, and many miles to go before I sleep...Frost |
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Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
pegasus111: Thanks for reading and enjoyed your remarks. I agree that the scent of clothes dried outside is lovely. Betty Lou Hebert |
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mycafe Senior Member
since 2002-05-23
Posts 584 |
Trillium, this poem is so intriguing, even from one look at the title. To me, it also expressed the joy of washing clothes, that in the end come out clean and smell really good! mycafe Keep counting your blessings |
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Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
mycafe: Thanks. I appreciate your remarks. Betty Lou Hebert |
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Purple Poet On Wheels Member
since 2002-06-21
Posts 145Pittsburgh/Edinboro, PA |
I love the title |
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Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
PurplePoet: Thanks for your comment. I'm glad you liked it. Betty Lou Hebert |
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BloomingRose Member Elite
since 2000-08-09
Posts 3092Florida |
Betty, This sure brought back some memories! I can hear the sheets flapping in the wind. I used to hang my clothes on the line.(before I became spoiled). I miss the smell of fresh line dried clothes, but don't think I can part with the dryer! Thanks for the memories, good poem! Deb [This message has been edited by BloomingRose (07-24-2002 01:41 PM).] |
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Trillium
since 2001-03-09
Posts 12098Idaho, USA |
Deb: Thanks for commenting. I recently had to hang clothes outside as my dryer quit working and it brought back lots of nice memories. However, the minute the dryer was repaired, I took the clothesline down! (LOL) Betty Lou Hebert |
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