Messy House

The house is a mess, the dishes ain't done,

there are clothes on the floor where they were flung.

The beds are not made, this is all true but my children are smiling this i can do, i can fill our home with laughter,

spill play doh on the floor,

we will leave it there,

it will be fine, im sure.

Out in the garden we play with the mud, back into the house quick into the tub, mud on the walls, small prints on the carpet,

Read them a story from the books in a heap, tuck you up tight in your almost tidy sheets.

My house is a mess buts its all just proof that children live here and we love to goof