Shawn L. Bird

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poem- Sunday October 26, 2014

Filed under: Poetry — Shawn L. Bird @ 10:18 am
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Dirty clothes piled in the bath room,

Plates and projects in the living room

Books piled in the dining room

Clean laundry 4 feet high in the dressing room.

Everywhere there’s work to do

and I just want to cuddle you.

 

18 Responses to “poem- Sunday”

  1. mihrankalaydjianblog's avatar mihrank Says:

    work – work – will keep us motivated – Your poem is just amazing!

  2. josiecoccinelle's avatar josiecoccinelle Says:

    🙂

  3. Similar feelings but since my boyfriend and I don’t live together cuddling will wait until later. Dropped my dirty laundry off at the laundromat to be done. Will pick up later. One thing I do remember when I was young living with my parents I washed the dishes and did the laundry so my parents could rest! Too bad I can’t train my cats to do housework! LOL!!

  4. Jim Stewart's avatar narble Says:

    That is a wonderful snapshot of a universal condition.

  5. Maureen Sudlow's avatar kiwiskan Says:

    excuses, excuses… 🙂

  6. SueQ's avatar SueM Says:

    Oh, let it go. Tomorrow is another day. Everyone needs a day to just be. 😉 Loved your poem and can totally relate. 🙂

  7. Laurie Free's avatar Laurie Free Says:

    glad im not the only one 😀

  8. macjam47's avatar macjam47 Says:

    The story of my life. I thought when my children were grown and out on their own life would slow down, I wouldn’t have as much work to do, and I’d have all kinds of free time on my hands. NOT!

    • When there were no children in the house, it felt like there was more time. At the moment I have one back temporarily, and it does make a difference, though all the mess I need to deal with is my own.

  9. Gini's avatar Ginz Says:

    I know that feeling 🙂


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