when all drains
to the last drop
just remember
the facet is turned off
turn it on
and bathe free
soak and wrinkle
with a good book to read
I wrote this poem in the literal sense and metaphoric. Literal, because I love to just relax in the hot bath and read. I could spend hours in there as long as I have a good size hot water heater. lol. Methaphoric because in whatever we do and it seems like things are draining or going bad that it just takes our own determination and striving toward it to stop the drain and fill our life back up the way we want. =)
~T~
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