Washerwoman

Soap froth sprays in the air Up down up down it goes Rhythmic swings don't care If the detergent smells of rose! She has to cleanse all dirt Rub off the dourest stain In it she puts her heart Thereby forgets own pain! Rises the lever up far Swoops down fast with a thud Rainbow bubbles scatter around her She knew not when staled a rosebud! In the tub water her ocean She squeezes the wetness dry She knows only this motion Got no time to look at the sky! Now in the sun she must spread Fabric of brightness on sight Her own life's long lost thread Is buried in the hush of night! Does she remember the broken oaths Her life never nurtured in sun Worn out as all her washed clothes Faded like all the years gone!