POEM - Towel Day!

A day to celebrate

Had come at last

We prepared

As best we could

We had our towels

All seven of us

It is really the most important item

One should never be without

We learned from the Guide

It taught us why

It makes people think the best

That you can travel and trek

Through all sorts of trials

Face danger and death

Unknowns and adventures

While managing the simple task

So impossibly insignificant

Of keeping track of your towel

So that’s where we started

Towels for everyone

Seven in different colors

Stacked neatly on the breakfast table

What could be more exciting

More indicative of pending fun

Than a pile of new towels

Waiting for their new owners

It worked out well

Each activity had an extra companion

A soft fabric friend

There to rest your head

Or to wipe a tear

Keep you warm

Or fan you off

Swat a fly

Or cuddle a baby

Is there anything they can’t do?

We did everything we could think of

Chores and cooking

Errands and outings

We played Towel Tag

And had both laughter and crying

This companion can  both cut and heal

It is the magic of the towel

The wonder of the mundane