HEAVEN ONLY KNOWS
By Josie Whitehead
With washing done, I went outside
And pegged it on my line.
My nightie and my underwear –
I thought things should be fine . . . .
But . . .
The wind was strong and how it blew:
It growled then howled out loud,
And soon it was accompanied
By a massive stormy cloud.
I went to fetch my washing in, but . . .
‘Oh! There’s nothing there! –
But what's that flying overhead?
That's my underwear up there!!!!'
High up and over people’s homes:
Flew nightie, pants and bra:
Up heavenward how they flew with ease
To land upon . . . a star?
Oh, don’t look at the stars tonight,
For you now know what you’ll see:
A nightie, pants and lacy bra –
And yes, all owned by ME.
I’m sure they won’t return to earth –
It’s ‘goodbye’ to these clothes –
But who will wear my underwear?
Well Heaven only knows!!!
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