It's been a couple of weeks since I've updated. Friday is only minutes away from completion on this side of the world and my sleepy eyes wonder whether I'll manage to make it to the end of this post :) Perhaps the best solution is to keep it short.
We moved this past Sunday so it's been hectic trying to get into more of a routine on top of the other things I'd normally have going on. Transition can be a bit disconcerting but overall the change feels good. I've also been trying to take advantage of having friends that live nearby so I can socialise with more than just my two-year-old! This week's little poem, of course, is dedicated to moving.
Misplaced,
Displaced.
Box upon
box.
Jars of jam
next to the socks.
Clean up
Clean up
Where does this go?
Dreaming of new things
This place we now
call
home.
- © e. mauger
Check out the rest of the Poetry Friday roundup at Carol's Corner. I hope to be back next week with something more on the brain than organising house. Happy Friday and hope you all have a smooth start to your December!
