Oh The Things That You'll Find

Congratulations!

Today is your day.

You're world is the laundry!

Wash, dry, put away!

You have lights in one pile.

You have darks in another.

You have kid piles and dad piles

for baby, for mother.

You're a mom and a wife so you've done this before.

You are able to task laundry, dishes and store.

You launder on auto. Perhaps thrice a week.

Do not begin to act lax, or dyed wax it will leak!

With your head on school projects and toenails to clip,

With even your smarts you are able to slip.

And you may not find any

Of those rocks, clips or trash.

But on a random day of grace

You may encounter some cash.

But it is on those days rare

No scrutiny, beware!

In pockets they hide

so frequently, too

those items that say, 

"what?" "where" "huh?" "who?"

And when things you gather

seem odd and unknown -

It just might decipher

a child's stops coming home.

OH!

THE THINGS THAT YOU'LL FIND!

{Silly little spoof of mine from my favorite: Dr. Seuss' "Oh, The Places You'll Go!"}