Tuesday, August 12, 2008


I read this poem in the comments section of the 'daily scoop' blog I posted about a couple of days ago, and liked it so much, I thought I would share:

COME IN Come in.
But don't expect to find
all the dishes done; all floors ashine.
Observe the crumpled rug, the toys galore,
the smudgy fingerprinted door.
The little ones we shelter here
don't thrive on spotless atmosphere.
They're more inclined to disarray
and carefree, even messy play.
Their needs are great, their patience small.
All day I'm at their beck and call.
It's "Mommie come" "Mommie see!"
Wiggly worms and red-scraped knee.
Painted pictures, blocks piled high,
my floors unshined, the days go by.
Some future day they'll flee this nest,
and I, at last, will have a rest.
And which really matters more?
A happy child or a polished floor?
Author Unknown


Mark and Kattie said...

Love that poem. I need to remember it, because even with just one little one...the house is messy.