Priorities

 

The dishes are dirty,

the house is a mess.

When the laundry gets folded

is anyone's guess.

My little one's small 

for only so long.

So I read him a book 

and I sing him a song.

We play with his toys

or go for a walk.

Sometimes we sit 

and do nothing but talk. 

Someday he'll be big

with a child of his own.

And then I'll think back

on how time has flown. 

The dishes, the laundry, 

the chores will all wait.

Snuggle those babies

before its too late.