Nice rhyme in this, along with nostalgic visuals! Definitely reminded me of youth, and how we could easily be blissfully unaware. And content.

All those things may seem ordinary but how extraordinary they are. Even the sound of the washing machine. I like the smell of clean clothes but most of all the scent of baking bread. I liked the rhyme scheme. Though I kept counting syllables to see if there was a pattern in the beat but I couldn’t find it. Regardless, the poem has good flow.