They say miracles never happen
But once more a miracle has happened,
A miracle has come into my life.
It sits their ignored,
I walk passed it as the fuller it gets,
Until it happened,
That miracle had happened.
Something came over me,
This feeling of guilt.
I needed a miracle to help me,
And it came,
And I did it.
I can now look at it in satisfaction,
And report to you all
The ironing basket is empty,
Now what a miracle that was!
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: June 24th, 2019 01:17
- Comment from author about the poem: Just a bit of fun for a Monday morning but totally true - there is a bottom to the ironing basket!
- Category: Humor
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Comments6
A fine write Gold lol. We had a 'Prayers for Healing' service, but you wouldn't have known so. Just few mutterings from a printed sheet. No actual prayers with anyone in person. Well, hardly anyone there to start with, so......
The people from the Healing Guild who are also members of the congregation were not even there. The miracle would be if they had turned up! Doh!
and the winner by a mile in the ironing poem category is Goldfinch60 with 'Miracles Exist'......... what an unexpected little twist that was.. almost creased me up sir, so ya did.... Neville
You must have been working flat out - great stuff Andy.
OMG u ironed the socks.
I hope you didn't get steamed up writing this. It's a winner across the board (ironing board).
WOW... Did you sleep iron AGAIN Andy
Great chuckle thanks
So people still doing it? Ironing clothes? It is a miracle.
Good one Goldfinch.
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