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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=477166" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Questions Unanswered</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=477166" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Ah those days of starched shirts<br>Of water boiling in the copper, <br>And soap-flakes snow-white <br>And the mangle in the corner<br>Like a medieval implement of torture<br>Waiting to grind and squeeze.<br>And granny's hair wrapped in cloth<br>The goodly housewife at work<br>Hands red, hot water immersed, <br>Sweated in the washing room.<br>Each Mondays Herculean task<br>The stringing on lines for all to see<br>Of pure white sheets rinsed in Dolly Blue.<br>To wash the families dirty linen clean.<br>But never speak of the true dirty secrets<br>That scrubbing could not undo, <br>That gallons of bleach could not erase<br>Nor boiling water wipe out.<br>The lies told to protect<br>Which ended up hurting. <br>The scars though healed still itch.<br>The front of respectability kept up<br>But its upkeep too heavier price too heavy<br>Leaving me with unanswered questions.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=477166" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Copyright P H Brookes 2012.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Paul+Brookes">Paul Brookes</a></strong></div>