There are dishes to wash, There is laundry to fold,
The dust and the clutter are getting quite old,
Stuff to pick up, and then put away,
Food to prepare day after day.
Did you brush your teeth? Did the pets get fed?
Bring down dirty laundry and please make your bed.
Lists to check off, shoes organized,
Rugs that need shaken, Trash goes outside.
Lessons to grade, bills to be paid,
Sheets to be washed, beds to be made,
Windows are sadly in need of a wash,
Gather up papers and give them a toss,
Calls to be made, Ironing to do,
Math and Reading and some English too,
Spelling words to be heard as they’re properly spelled,
(Lunch in the oven, how good it does smell,)
Cleaning chores to be done right after we eat,
Later on we’ll have cookies for a little treat,
Schoolbooks put away, all done for the day,
I think we will all give a little hooray,
These tasks aren’t hard, they just don’t stay done,
That’s the part that’s not so fun,
Dirty dishes accumulate so fast it seems,
Yet through the mess a blessing beams,
‘Cause we’ve plenty of food, cuboards aren’t bare,
Dirty laundry means we’ve something to wear,
Boots on the floor mean my husband is here,
(I’m so thankful for him, he’s such a dear,)
and all of the stuff that we have and we own,
is much more than many have ever known,
My children are happy and healthy and whole,
Shoes on their feet, their tummies are full,
They can study and learn, They can play, sometimes fuss,
We live and we love, The Lord’s so greatly blessed us!