On a bright and fresh morning's embrace,
Laundry Day arrives with joyous grace,
Stacks of garments await the gentle touch,
In the spinning machine, enthusiasm clutch.
The sun shines upon the daunting task,
Dancing through wide-open windows, a gleaming mask,
Dirty clothes line up in orderly fashion,
Waiting their turn to be transformed, clean with passion.
Washing becomes a lively dance so free,
Water flows like the ripples of life's sea,