Sitting on the couch one day
Waiting to be put away
Mom is doing several tasks.
How many times does she need to ask?
Kids run past it, sit on it too
Will I sit here past day two?
Mom is doing several tasks.
How many times does she need to ask?
Putting me away would bring her such glee
And yet, I sit here on day three.
Mom is doing several tasks.
How many times does she need to ask?
Sad to say that on day four
Someone moves me to the floor
MOM IS DOING SEVERAL TASKS!
HOW MANY TIMES DOES SHE NEED TO ASK?!
Thankfully, on day five
I see the closet, I have arrived!
Mom is doing several tasks.
FINALLY, there was no more need to ask. :)
Lyrical and smile-worthy! and I think that shirt has traveled to my house a time or two.
ReplyDeleteI could have myself several volumes of poems if my clothes could talk. The title might be: Where is this place they call closet? This was a cute post.
ReplyDeleteLove it! This makes me feel bad about my own laundry that goes days upon days without being put away. I really need to start taking their feelings into account. :)
ReplyDeleteGreat post!
So funny Elisa : ) Very nice poem! I am part of Philly Social Media Moms also. Nice to meet you!
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