'Dirty Dishes In The Sink' Poem by Linda Winchell

Dirty dishes in my sink
waters bubbles colored from soap of pink.

Hot waters steam rising to grace my face
while I stand and scrub each cup and plate.

Dreaming as I always do
as I scrub the dinner dishes for two.

Thinking of conversations we've had
smiling with each one they made me glad.

Done now with dishes washed and rinsed
drying off the waters droplets is a cinch!

Can't wait to wash these dishes one day again
washing cups and plates made, when having dinner with a friend.