Ode to Spring Cleaning

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April has come and it’s that time once more,

To clean out those closets and deep clean my floor.

“It will be fun!” I convince myself with a smile,

For it’s been a long winter and definitely a while.

There are dust bunnies under the couch and the bed,

And when I open my closet, something falls on my head!

Salt and muddy boots have made my floor a mess,

Cobwebs and stink bugs are lurking behind the desk.

So…I bolster myself and write up a long list,

Double-check my supplies, and of course, Pinterest,

Chug down some coffee  and eat some chocolate too,

For there’s lots and lots of hard work to do.

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I start with the bathrooms, both upstairs and down,

Wiping and scrubbing, I am beginning  to frown,

How did the room get this dog-gone dirty!?

It’s not like I haven’t cleaned since I turned thirty!

4 boys, their sister (and don’t forget their dad)

They must be the reason it looked so bad.

Well, now that’s done, so on to the kid’s rooms,

Where I find dried apple cores, toy trucks, and rainbow looms,

Legomen,  Barbies, and stuffed animals too,

23 sock singles, snotty tissues, and an old kazoo,

Rocks from a collection, and baseball cards as well,

I tossed some old favorites…Shhh! Don’t tell!!!

The upstairs is done, now on to the rooms below,

My fervency is definitely starting to slow,

I caffeinate myself for yet another round,

Dust off my duster and take the rugs out to pound,

Lift up the couch cushions, and what do I discover?

4 dollars in change and a car that used to hover,

Lost earrings, some raisins, and a tangle of string,

Goldfish, broken crayons, and a plastic bling-ring.

I toss some out and mercilessly suck up the rest,

Okay, this cleaning’s gonna put me to the test!

Does anyone here care? Will they even give it a glance?

Perhaps they will, I’ll just give them a chance.

I take a little rest, give myself an ice cream scoop,

I’m not even done yet, and boy am I pooped.

I drag myself off to clean the oven and range,

The microwave is full of specks that look strange!

Almost done, just need to wipe the cabinets and door,

Oooh, stale Truffles! I need one…or how about four?

Wearily I prop up my feet and wait for all to come home,

Put away the rags, brooms, and crazy cleaning foam.

Here comes the school bus, and Daddy’s home too,

Surely they will notice the hard work that I do?

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They toss off their coats and promptly ask for a snack,

I get myself up and stretch my aching back.

By evening’s end my work appears mostly undone,

Oh well, that’s how it goes…isn’t Spring Cleaning fun?

-by Rachel Craig

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