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Charlotte Ballard


Washing Dishes


Washing dishes is like
Waiting for roses to bloom.
Roses blooming never wait
For washed dishes.
Washing clothes is like
Trees flowering in spring.

Submitted: Sunday, October 09, 2011
Edited: Monday, October 10, 2011

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