Ode To My Bath Towel

Ode to my bath towel...my one true confidant. Ever faithful, soft and fragrant.

Without fail, you are there to hold me.

No matter how I look, you embrace every part of me, making me feel warm and secure.

You are the scratcher of my back, after a long day. The dabber of my toes.

The keeper of my nakedness.

Always there, hanging around to fulfill my every need. From a simple pat of my lips or hands, to the entirety of my being. You are never failing.

I can relax in my scalding hot tub, turning my pale skin, pink, knowing you will be there to dry my moistness.

Sometimes you slip a little, teasing me in the mirror, and we laugh.

You even extend your generosity to others. I have never met one so willing to give of themselves so completely, so unselfishly.

Dare I say, I think I love you!

Even on those days, I leave you in a heap on the floor. Your love for me waits with you. Thank you.

Oh, just between us....I got some new fabric softener, we can try it out later...XOXOXO