For those who know me, you’ll see the truth in this one! I can thank my Navy Dad for these qualities.
To the Sunny Side Dare to care and do prepare You’ve got control, it’s your role Like a busy bee, clean what you see Leave it all in tip-top shape, for you there’s no escape Your eyes like a hawk, when there’s dirt, they balk You have your rituals & process, oh, how you do obsess Strategies & advice, even a special tip for getting a grip, using a clip, stopping a drip Pray it’s all put away, down to the tiniest stray Even inside the drawer, there’s a chore Sort and shift, with your hands give it a lift Some will posit there’s something special about clothes lined up in a closet You can do it by season or some other reason, like color or length - give us strength When setting out to organize, the times just flies Get out the duster & the mop and polish without a stop Be neat, like a folded sheet and a bed made complete Conquer the clutter, and the butter, yep, you’re a nutter No level of disarray keeps you at bay, you jump right into the fray Get it all in order, all the way to the border, be no hoarder That’s how we do it, in a bit of a flit, some say really quick Into the trash you make it dash with a smash Picking it up as you go, minimizes the work, don’t you know You can do it at home or as you roam, at the table, wherever you’re able When things are tidy, there’s nothing to hidy Everything in its place within your space makes for such sweet grace You might feel a sense of peace when cleaning is your release Nowhere a dust bunny, isn’t it funny how that can make you feel so sunny
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This poem is part of an online collection I call All the Shapes of Joy.