by Karey White

Created on: April 05, 2010

I have too much to do.

The house is messy.  The clothes need washed.

The floor needs swept.  The bed needs made.

A soccer game.  A piano lesson.  A dance class.

Breakfast.  Lunch.  Dinner.

Carpool.  Taxes.  Helping with homework.

Doctor.  Dentist.  PTA meeting.

I carry a load of laundry past my sewing room.

The fabric is bright and cheerful.

It calls my name.

The sewing machine sits waiting.

Neglected and Lonely.

Like my creativity.

I dump the clothes on the pile,

And spend my day creating a work of art.

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