All I wanted was a pen
but could I find it?
No! I just get lost in this labyrinth
that is my mind.
A bag of spice drops yum, yum
oh no, look what I have done
I better straighten all these things
oh look it's
El -mo.
What was it I was doing in here?
It must be that my phone was beeping.
That's too loud when kids are sleeping.
Just a minute on Facebook
1 more for e-mail
How did I end up in the garage?
There's leaves everywhere
and some goo on the stair
where's the broom
oh BIRDSEED they must be hungry.
The counter is clean
the highchair tray is a dream
and look at my swans on the wall
the bus will come soon
bringing home a different tune
homework, chores, t.v. and playtime
pick up the bottle
the baby's awake
the trash can is full
listen?
Is that an earth quake
OH, Daddy is home
lots of squeals not a moan
How are you doing today dear?
As I wipe away a tear
he says NEVER fear
just come sit right here on the sofa
and as I sit down
and I look all around
I remember
what I'm looking for....
a pen, that work's, and is not pink!
So I can address my Christmas Cards!
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