There’s a level of proficiency to my ability
To ignore what’s convenient to ignore.
To prioritise is a marvellous facility.
It helps me to achieve so much more.
I survey dust on a surface as something
Where a finger can create so much art.
A cobweb or two, hanging just so,
Can make a room look rather smart.
Some dog hair on the rug can lend panache
To an otherwise plain display,
And leaving some dishes till morning
Helps me make more of my day.
There’s a battle of wills for attention
Between people and things and me.
People come first, I come second
And the things, well, will just wait and see.
A quick tidy and spruce has remarkable use,
More than splendid housewifery.
Immaculate homes, with no features,
Lack something of a personality.
So, welcome, sit down, kick off your shoes,
Put your feet up. I’ll make us some tea.
I’d rather give time to people and thoughts
Than watching time rise up to flee.
Yes, time has a habit of running,
And chasing just isn’t my style.
So choosing, what’s important and not,
Is obvious, to me, by a mile.
Prioritise where there are chances;
Of course, keep diseases at bay.
But, as for the rest, without special request?
I’d rather make time to play.