As the.......

As the sands of time

Slip through your hands

From the sandpit.

The flower petals

Drop dead on the floor.

And breadcrumbs 

Shower the carpet

Once more.

The cockatoos

Squawk above,

And kookaburras laugh:

While you feel

A cuff over ear

So loud.

Remember this,

My Mother told me:

"The brush and tray

Are always in ...

                the laundry."

                                 " Clean up!"

Reviews

[marcus]

Australia, and mothers, really liked this one!

[andrew mitchell]

Thanks Marcus I should give this poem to my mum on Mother's Day lol

[marcus]

I'm sure she'd love it

[~]

Ahh, aren't mothers so clever. You must have taken after her my dear :D

[....................]

Those lessons in life follow us where ever we go, my friend... now, go clean up!! :)

[Beccy]

I enjoyed this Andrew. It came across to me as a quite unique take on the progression of life and that we must always learn and remember the lessons we are given on the way.

Beccy.