"Queen of my tub, I merrily sing,
While the white foam raises high,
And sturdily wash, and rinse, and wring,
And fasten the clothes to dry;
Then out in the free fresh air they swing,
Under the sunny sky."
~Louisa May Alcott, "A Song from the Suds"
Listening to "Peace Like a River"
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