Bath In The Pot

Imagine you are two years old,
The only running water you have is cold,
In order to wash, mother boils up a huge pot,
That is the only way to get the water mildly hot,
She pours the water all over you soaping you up,
Then to wash the lather away, pour water from a cup,
As you shiver from the cold ready to die,
You jump into the towel, you never ask why,
Still almost sixty years later, I remember,
How it was to take a bath in a pot in December
 xox
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