DOING THE DISHES
As long as I can remember there has
been a golden rule,
That to some in the family seemed just
a little cruel,
Those that did the cooking of the dishes
were always excused,
Unless there was illness but that was the only
time the rule wasn’t used.
One day when the family was over and
my grandson said to me,
Please let me help with the cooking and
of dishes I’ll be set free.
I smiled and nodded, set him to work
with a sneaky smile,
For as we cooked the dishes became
quite a big pile,
Now before we continue I said all these
dishes have to be done,
The dessert can get started and another
battle will be won.
Every time a task was completed
and we tidied around
My helping grandson began at last to
maybe understand
Why the cook was excused from doing
dishes nearly every day,
He thought it was because the person’s hands
maybe washed clean away.

(Millicent) Ann Margetson 19 May 2004