Panagiota Romios Poet Free verse

Organization Delights

Making a list!

What,I lost It?

Rewrite, "Things to Do."
Check each item off.
It's your map to sanity.
What's this shoe doing here?
Oh, I forgot this metallic purse,
Hiding under a chair?
Earrings hiding behind a book.
Now, it's a treasure hunt.
Wow~a sapphire- colored guitar.
Once played, on a summer night,
Easy to get lost, in these treasures.
A little toddlers table?
Yes with soldiers abandoned 
So long ago!
I greet them all....hello!
Your big stuffed dog, cries for you.
These things are not junk
My house, my country.
Getting organized, a joy.
A Grandma and her grown boy.
         

        Panagiota Romios
             5.29.2021
            
       
        



             5/30/2021

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Tom Cunningham May 30, 2021 at 11:10 AM Everything has its place a shame we forget where we put them sometimes. Tom Panagiota Romios May 30, 2021 at 11:39 AM I so agree. Why do these places move? iPad better, by the way. You could turn your comment into a couplet! Pangie xx