Day 10 - They're Everywhere

Yesterday I read a great slice by The Life of a Mom, Teacher and Wife and I giggled as I read.  It was like she was describing my house. Like she knew my own battles. I couldn't stop thinking about how funny it is that while we all have our own unique problems in life, we all share a few common battles...and this poem was born.

I think they multiply at night...
Probably watch me in my sleep.
They creep up slowly
Overtaking every empty space.
They sometimes stack
And sometimes spread.
They've been known to wander
And occasionally get lost;
So many they muddle up the room
They're most certainly a chore
To get them organized
is a never ending task.
It's not like they can be avoided.
They are a must.
Different kinds for different jobs -
just adds to the chaos
And the losing battle.

Those dreaded...

Shoes.