I listen
to the washing machine,
it song echoes
through my mind
bringing back memories
of my Grandmother.
Every Friday,
unless it rained
or the wind blew the smoke
from the Zinc Smelter
over her house,
Grandma did laundry;
if weather conditions
were unfavorable
she moved laundry day
to Saturday or Monday...
Grandma refused
to do laundry on Sunday.
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