Kay Roberts Poet Rhyme

My Teenager's Bedroom

I walked into my teenager's room,
There's stuff all over the floor,
It's absolutely everywhere,
I'm surprised, I could open the door.
There's yesterday's school uniform,
Wet towels from his shower,
I wish I could make it miraculously disappear,
Oh, I wish I had that power.
There's empty bottles and cans,
There's snack wrappers too,
There's junk stuffed under his bed,
What the hell am I to do?
I think I'll just condemn this tip,
It looks just like a war zone,
When he gets home from school,
Oh my word, he'll hear me moan.
He's not going on his X-box,
He'll be lucky if he gets his tea,
He's tidying that mess up first,
He's not leaving it to me.

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Faraz Ajmal February 9, 2018 at 8:42 AM You have given a nice description of a teenagers room, I m 15 and well to be honest my room isn t any different, there are clothes all over my study table, wrappers are under my bed, blankets and bedsheets all are dispersed, my wardrobe is full of clothes in different manner,but I still love my room, and to be honest my mother hate it, she clean my room every week and always scold me that I should live cleanly, but one thing I m amazed to see is that my smaller sister room, it s so clean, Kay Roberts February 9, 2018 at 12:16 PM Hi Faraz. I no longer clean my teenager's room. If he wants to live in a pig stay, then he can. I've done it one too many times now, for it to be a terrible state within a few days. It's soul destroying, I feel unappreciated when it happens, therefore, I no longer place myself in that situation. So please, for your mother's keep your room tidy. Kind Regards :)

Jan Allison May 28, 2017 at 1:43 PM Sure made me smile Kay:-) I can relate BUT I would give anything for him to be back in it albeit for a few days but he's flown the nest and is living in London:-) hugs Jan xx Kay Roberts May 29, 2017 at 4:24 PM Hi Jan. Thank you :) I can imagine I will be exactly the same when he flies the nest too. Saying that my eldest is still at home and he's 23, so.... with that in mind it could be a while yet. Big HUGS xx

Old Man Emu May 5, 2017 at 4:40 PM Ha, kids and bedrooms! My girls were the worst, my son was a clean freak to the point of ocd. Enjoyed your poem Kay. Kind regards, Craig Kay Roberts May 6, 2017 at 9:09 AM Thanks Craig. Kids, they're a nightmare... Fortunately, my eldest isn't as bad. Kindest Regards. Kay.