~*The Clothesline Said So Much*~ A Clothesline was a news broadcast To neighbors passing by. There were no secrets you could keep When clothes were hung to dry. It also was a friendly link For neighbors always knew If company had stopped on by To spend a night or two. For then you'd see the fancy sheets and towels on the line; You'd see the comp'ny tablecloths With intricate design. The line announced a baby's birth To folks who lived inside As brand new infant clothes were hung So carefully with pride. The age of children could So readily be known By watching how the sizes changed You'd know how much they'd grown. It also told when illness struck, As extra sheets were hung; Then nightclothes, and a bathrobe, too, Haphazardly were strung. It said, "Gone on vacation now" When lines hung limp and bare. It told, "We're back!" when full lines sagged With not an inch to spare. New folks in town were scorned upon If wash was dingy gray, As neighbors raised their brows, and looked Disgustedly away. But clotheslines now are of the past For dryers make work less. Now what goes on inside a home Is anybody's guess I really miss that way of life. It was a friendly sign When neighbors knew each other best By what hung on the line! ~* AUTHOR UNKNOWN *~ Now you've heard all the news from our nosey maid So it's time to leave , But remember what is said, Never pass the gossip around, mum is the word Don't you ever, ever tell the things you've heard. So let me tell you how to go back to where you came Or maybe you would like to just go home again But if you write I'll be so glad just send email And I'll be sure to write back , I will, I promise I will... If you like this page just send it on to someone else that comes along You won't be sorry that's for sure. You'll be much happier than you were.