Ode to Hot Water

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There was a time in my life when I romanticized living in the past…walking around with crinolined skirts all day, riding by horse and wagon to town, dancing in ballrooms.  You get the idea.  But the past few days showed me the wonders of our modern day and all its conveniences.  Like many others, we lost power due to the March snowstorm that hit the east coast.  No showers, no working toilets, no warm stoves and no computers.  And I realized how much I love those things and appreciate the marvels of technological advancements.  That first shower last night after the power roared back to life….I now feel moved to compose a tribute.  🙂

“Ode to Hot Water”

Sluggish, stiff and lank, the people waited

Stepping into steamy streams of warmth, they rejoiced

Muscles relaxed, scents of soaps and shampoos surfaced

Standing longer than they should, the water surrounded and comforted

For a time, the people did not take for granted

If you are blessed with hot water and warmth today, rejoice!  Slainte, Lisa

 

9 thoughts on “Ode to Hot Water

    • Definitely…and the good old washer and dryer would have to make the cut also! Thanks for writing, and have a great weekend! Lisa

  1. I have been wondering what happened to your posts and missed your positive spin on life. Sorry you have been inconvenienced with the snow. Glad you are back!

  2. You said it well! I takel my hat off to all the hard working linemen/women who have worked above and beyond what is expected. They started on our downed line at 5pm and worked non-stop till 11pm. How fortunate we are.

    • I’m glad you’re back up and running. Yes, the electrical workers definitely have my admiration and respect. The long shifts they pull in usually horrible weather is amazing.

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