ALL WASHED UP
For Pauline, my M.E. Friend in New York
He said: “Ffion, don't wash up.”
I said: “No, I can do it, I can”.
But - intolerable weight of a cup,
Overwhelming
weight of a pan.....
I sank on to the
kitchen floor,
Daunted by debris of pots and pans.
“Retirement? Can't wait!
I will do SO much more!....”
My being all washed
up
Was never one of our
plans.
Ffion