A dampened towel thrown on the floor
baskets from Christmas adorn the coffee table
A plethora of Hoards' reading is strewn through the living room
The dust keeps compiling evermore
Heaps of clothes from days before
they think the garbage bin must grow
toy soldiers fighting under my feet
no matching socks anymore
Two more days yet
will I pull my hair out first
waiting for the hours
the cleaning fairy met
I love this. I can especially identify with the heaps of clothes and the no matching socks.
ReplyDeleteI sometimes think life would be easier if we only had 3 outfits and wore heavy duty socks. Do we really need to wash stuff every time we wear it? (ok, sox and underwear, yes).
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