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On the Floor

On the floor
And in my way
Countless artifacts of children’s play
Clothes of every size and color
Wrap themselves around one another
Popcorn pieces from movie night
And dry cereal at morning’s light
Bouncy balls and plastic jacks
Barbie dresses and other knick knacks
Laundry baskets in every room
I’m hoping to empty some of them soon
The kitten naps in warm sun rays
While I collect sippy cups from yesterday

On the floor 
I sit by myself
And put all of the toys back on the shelf
It’s late at night and children sleep
While I sneak around quietly, like a thief
Trying to clean up bedroom floors
So no one will trip at half past four
On their way to wake me up
To tell me they need water in their cup

I press on...diligent duty
For soon there will be no more clutter
And I will sit and softly mutter
To myself and wish for more
Days with children…

On the floor

Copyright © | Year Posted 2006

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