silently intruding my domain,
banished time and time again,
determined to remain.
every tiny part,
covering all I own,
refusing to give me peace,
Stop I cry.... please I moan.
Dust, mine enemy
my silent intruder,
refusing to leave.
Always at my side,
To be battled daily
Daily.....daily....daily.....daily
7 comments:
I quit worrying about dust eons ago. You should try it.
Great poem! lol
~Meg
i belong to the dust bunny club of america LOL enjoy your weekend
Deb
This was clever Julie....well done! Dusting? what's that? lol!
Jeanie xxx
I loved it!! I don't think it was "poorly written" as you said. Nope...it was GOOD! I sure didn't expect it to be about dust when I started reading! LOL!
Pam
Very well written! A house is not a home without dis-order, chaos, revolving doors, dust and clutter. Well, that's the way I view my home. Housework will always be there day in and day out, LOL!
Hugs,
Gina
http://journals.aol.com/motoxmom72/GinasWeigtLossJourney
OMG, I gave up a long time ago! De ;)
Great job....I loved it...you do great work in writing poems.....great talent, from a lovely friend.
Hugs and love,
Joyce
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