Dear Towel

You may not wear a cape or cowl.

and others might see thee as just a towel.

You may not fight villains galore, but

what you do is so much more.

Your special talents may fool the eye,

as you age and time goes by,

There's not a dish, a hand, or tear that you can't dry.

When I awake you're in your place.

To greet my hand, and wash my face.

After another day has passed.

I'll find you were I left you last.

No matter what your labor, or how your stressed,

You're always first to fight a mess.

Though you're not be a child, a trophy, or a pet

life without you life would just be wet.