I can almost see her ironing oh-so-many years ago,
A laundry basket parked nearby, she's listening to the radio.

Her handy

I enjoy

Running hot metal

Over wrinkled clothes,

Never scorching,

In quest for smooth flatness.

Notice now:

Great-looking

Ironing

Gonna match me some socks
And polish my shoes
Shine up my belt
Get rid of my "no job" blues

Gonna walk them streets
Lookin'

I hardly iron

a thing anymore,

the laundry doesn't need it,

so that's one less chore.

But I can remember

a few years back,

washing

Throughout my day
Are challenges,
Problems to resolve.
Coming home, there's a squabble,
Homework, housework
To dissolve.

In the