'Dirty Laundry' Poem by Linda Winchell

When I hung out my laundry, on the line
Thinking, 'It will dry in the sun
Through the day with time.'

But some of it was still dirty
For all now to see.
That what I'd thought was clean on the line
Was only that hidden,
And still dirty part of me.

Clipped to the line
By some small wooden tools.
Dirty now sin spotted of clothing
Breaking all of God's rules.

To, 'Love thy neighbor as thy self'
Was part of my dirty clothing
I was still now wearing of self.

'To speak in love'
and with God's kindness so pure.
To show all that I meet
That I carry God in my heart so dear.

So I'll take each piece down
And re-wash them, each one.
And with time and prayer for forgiveness
I will return, now cleansed
And dried by the Son!

By: Linda Winchell
Copyright: 2009


*** We all need to take a good look at what we are hanging on our own lines. Is it really clean as you thought? God Bless