Sheet Dancing

                                                  Have you ever folded a fitted sheet?

Flapping and waving
the sheets fly away from the line
like giant flags of surrender.
The wicker basket lays there, expecting them to give up
yet, they hang back like wallflowers at a dance.
I approach, extend my hand
and begin a pas de deux with the fitted sheet.
Gathering the voluminous cloud from the line
is like waltzing -
with an overzealous large woman!

Stumbling and tumbling
I begin to fold and tuck opposing ends.
Struggling to follow her lead I hold her close.
I amaze myself with expert dance moves
​and attempt a dip!
Carefully avoiding the basket lying in wait for the bait,
I attempt a second dip.
While folding and tucking corners to corners
We achieve something akin to symmetry!
I fling my dance partner unceremoniously
into the mouth of the waiting basket as
we both sigh with satisfaction.