Laundering Mom's lingerie

Laundering Mom's lingerie-nighties. Those long-ago ooh-la-las. With their tiny pleats and lace. And their telling spots and stains, "uncovering the nakedness of the fathers?" I return them to use - for my granddaughters' pretend play. To be restained in gleeful unrestrained play.

Now they drip dry over my garden of live-forevers.

- anonymous

from Bernie DeKoven, funsmith