Playroom Poem

Clutter created by

a designer of motion,

hours of travel

deep as the ocean.

Too many puzzles

so many pieces,

a basket of plastic

the mess never ceases.

A Shrek and a Dora

have gone to

the store,

while Barbie

breathes dust

asleep on the floor.

Picture books cry

they wave from

the shelf,

Bye bye to the baby

come hug Santa's elf.

Playroom is yelling

stomping it's feet,

says, "I go crazy

if things are too neat."

It's then that the toys

who are trying to rest,

hear bird's singing loudly

outside of the nest.

"Hurry and play"

are the notes of

that unending song,

for one thing is certain

your time is not long.

Nana Connie