Too Busy
The dishes are still in the sink.
Dirty laundry is piled high.
Somehow the entire day,
Seemed to just fly by.
I made a 'to-do' list.
I meant to follow through.
But there were other tasks,
That needed attention too.
Like cheering on my daughter,
As she took first steps into my arms,
Making sure she stayed safe,
From all potential harms.
Cuddling on the couch,
And reading a favorite story.
Helping her explore the world,
And marvel at all the glory.
So the chores will have to wait.
They aren't important anyway.
Because I was simly too busy,
Loving my child today.
Sabrina A. Taylor
1 comment:
This is a great poem
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