milagro

I know I say this all the time,

but I love my maid
milagro.

not love love, but love in the sense
of how
she cleans my house
to a nice pine sol sparkle.

the sheets changed.
the pillows stacked just so.

the kitchen gleaming,
no grease on the stove.

the bathrooms are perfect.
the folded towel.
the new bar of soap.

the fresh clean rug, and that
tub.
oh my that clean white porcelain
tub.

books aligned and placed in rows.

let's go into the basement now.
look how she vacuumed it so nice
into v shaped patterns.

flowers in the vase.
wine glasses on the stand.

the laundry folded. the socks
sorted.
shirts and towels
so neatly
placed in a basket.

milagro, she's gold.