Dishes in the Sink

California Dreamer on Jun 6, 2009

Poem.

I wake to see the dishes in the sink,

I take a look and wonder and I think,

The ketchup on some have now turned dark pink,

The leftover food on them starting to stink,

I wait a second and my eyes do blink,

Not even a clean glass to have a drink,

Maybe deep down in there is a missing link,

I have an idea I tell myself as I wink,

I will go back to bed and not see the dishes in the sink…..

~California Dreamer@06/09~

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princess serenity on Jun 6, 2009
haha. feel like that sometimes
Joe Dorish on Jun 6, 2009
Wish I could that but I can’t sleep until the dishes are done.
Katien on Jun 6, 2009
Where is the washing-up fairy when you want her?
ken bultman on Jun 6, 2009
Good thinking.
Mr Ghaz on Jun 6, 2009
Great post!!..this is lovely and well written poem..nice words too..LOV it..Thanx for sharing this wonderful work.
Christine Ramsay on Jun 6, 2009
Ha ha! that sounds familiar. You need a washing up machine like my hubby. An enjoyable read.

Christine
mdartist on Jun 6, 2009
Marvelous poem! I relate very well! lol I think I’ll copy and post this on my refrigerator!
QuinMonty86 on Jun 6, 2009
Loved this. Nothing like procrastination lOL.
Daisy Peasblossom on Jun 6, 2009
Paper plates, yes! Dishes aren’t my favorite either.
California Dreamer on Jun 7, 2009
Thanks for all the comments I need to get me one of those hubby washing machines I guess… lol, And I did do them, could not stand to think of another day sitting there.. One night was enough!!!
swatilohani on Jun 8, 2009
great
Mrs M on Jun 9, 2009
If there is one thing that I hate…it is dishes in the sink. I am one of those people who can’t sleep if there is a messy kitchen!
Peter Cimino on Jun 11, 2009
ha ha…good one. I like this.
California Dreamer on Jun 12, 2009
Thanks for the sweet comments

Hi there!