My Heart's Desire

Dear Father,

You have already answered many requests,
From the gigantic to the mundane.
Well, I've got another big favor to ask.
So, here I am praying, Lord...again.

There's a pile of laundry I don't want to fold,
Waiting for me on the couch downstairs.
Baskets of undershirts, pants and towels,
Bed sheets and crew socks--all needing their pairs.

If you could see fit to take us to Heaven-
The sooner, the better. We won't mind!
We would much rather be with You anyway,
And I could leave the laundry behind!


I suppose, this is sort of a cheat. I wrote this poem in 2006 and have previously posted it on Avoiding the Laundry. It still echoes my sentiments, though.

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