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SUNDAY NIGHT AT OUR APARTMENT HOUSE

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SUNDAY NIGHT AT  OUR APARTMENT HOUSE

Getting awful quiet now,

The folks are mostly in bed…

Some will get up with the sun

By eight P.M. the place is dead.

I’m doing last-minute laundry

Before the room closes down…

Wife’s wheeled walker is the laundry cart

On hallway carpet makes little sound.

One more load to cycle

In time for wash and dry,

After supper i am sweaty,

Is there any wonder why?

—Jonathan Caswell