I woke up this morning with a clothespin in my bed
I woke up this morning
with a clothespin in my bed.
The sun was more or less up,
But I rolled over away from the light.
I stretched my legs across the mattress
seeking comfort, but my toe discovered something
tucked beneath the bottom sheet.
A clothespin.
How could this be?
Hadn’t I dried these sheets in a dryer,
not on a line?
It was nice having a clothespin from fresh clean sheets
in bed with me.
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And when I pulled the bed apart for the night,
There was a TV remote.
How can this be?
Poetry, pictures and thoughts for starting over at 8.
