Reflecting table-tops,
Speckless tiles,
Neat as a button,
My home before you came along,
Used mugs on the table,
Dirty socks on the tiles,
Bags and books strewed,
Our home after you came along,
Crisp, white sheets,
Spotless sinks,
Wardrobes spic and span,
My idea of home, before you came along,
Unmade beds,
Toothpaste in the sink,
Closets spilling over,
Your idea of home, after you came along,
Sparkling crystals,
Stainless cushions,
Squeaky clean pots and pans,
My home before you came along,
Glittering baubles here and there,
Creased throws, cushions on the floor,
Entangled headphones and combs,
Our home after you came along,
Clear, unsoiled floors ,
Shut cupboard doors,
Empty table-tops,
My idea of home, long before,
Uncluttered drawers,
Nothing lying around,
Impeccably flawless,
Not my idea of home anymore,
Neat as a pin now,
All in it’s place,
Yet something’s missing,
Is it you or just me?
Lovingly yours,
Mum
Just loved this and so very true ❤️
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Interesting. Love the contrasts
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Thankyou. The world turns upside down with a teen😊
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Don’t ask Smitha ….1 higher Richter scale earthquake come n go after kids packs off to school or off to bed.
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😁Binny. There’s no point in trying to correct it for fear of going crazy😊
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Nice poem smitha.very touchy end😊
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Thanks Sonal…the sad truth of life😊
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The poem is so so wonderful!
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Thank you😊
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