the fitted sheet

you could no longer
stand
how unorganized your linen
closet was,
so in a furious
fit of emptying
you pulled out every
sheet and pillow
case, towel
and wash cloth,
blanket and old sham
down off
the shelves.
you would start over,
tossing the old
and worn, neatly folding
whatever would be
kept.
someone once told
you how to fold
a fitted sheet, you
think, as you start
with a blue one.
the tight rumpled
corners with minds
of their own crimping
together.
she even showed
you how, smiling as she
demonstrated her technique,
folding from left to right,
how efficient and neat
she was and strange,
you don't forget that,
but you miss her
just the same and her
folding of
your fitted sheets.