Daily Life

What a mess!

It’s all mine.

Day after day

Cleaning takes time.

Organized, I am.

Patience is me.

Rather paint pictures,

Or write stories.

Shoes all around,

And paper galore.

Things not filed,

And messy floor.

Dishes to wash,

Laundry to keep,

Garden to weed,

And wash truck.

Falling apart, me.

So much done,

More to do.

It never ends.

“Where are friends?”

Need an escape.

Time is wated.

Mind has wandered…yet again.

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