Spa Treatment?

 

Lather, Rinse, Repeat

Where can you go to get some me-time?
Away from everything to have some free time,
A place of solitude, like a mini staycation
I’m not suggesting a tropical vacation,
Right down the street in every hometown,
There is a place to go, if you want to calm down,
To take a break from real-life dramas,
You can even casually wear your pajamas!
It’s a chance for you to totally unwind,
I’m speaking of the drive-thru, self-service kind,
The carwash, of course, go check it out,
Cheaper than a spa treatment, no doubt,
The forceful rush of the spray to the undercarriage, when you first pull in,
Is the precursor to the seclusion held within,
Then slowly you move until the sign says “stop”,
Now parked you can savor every drop!
A pre-wash covers your car in an orchestrated fashion,
Followed by tri-colored foaming soap in the appropriate ration,
The machine passes by you, back and forth, brushes slapping a beat,
You become relaxed now, from your head to your feet,
Down the windshield and over the hood it goes,
You have calmness right down to your little toes,
The rinse is on its way, and the experience is near an end,
You wish that the time there would graciously extend,
The roar of the gigantic dryer shakes the car, and you know,
Soon the “drive” sign will say that’s it’s really time to go,
As the droplets of water bead up and roll away,
You know that your spa treatment is over for today!

Tammy Harvey
Written: 4/1/2022