It is you who I have tried to keep shiny for weeks on end
in hopes that my household order would return.
It is you who handles the dirty dishes, hands and sometimes feet
that keep our house running.
It is you we run to when bottles need rinsing, pots need soaking,
or owies need cleaning.
It is you who provides the moisture with which we clean the
children's faces after meals.
It is you over whom many a dish has been washed while mommy sheds a weary mommy tear
or while mommy giggles watching the kiddos wrestling in the living room.
You are my constant source of comfort and without you I am lost.
It has taken this mishap to make me appreciate you.
Will you please unclog yourself sweet sink
so that life may return to normal?