Headspace

 

Headspace  

  

It’s not about money, not what you earn,  

Its people you love and whatever you yearn.  

A house is a place to live freely and roam   

Not a show house – but a family home!  

Building memories and dreams – not a daily clean!  

To enjoy, not endure all the dust that’s unseen.  

  

Go fill your boots and lay your roots  

Share special moments -bear your fruits  

A safe haven with all whom you love,  

With spider and cobweb on the ceiling above.  

Not clean and scrub until it’s all flawless -  

Nobody cares they’ll all be aweless!  

  

Wear yourself out with another clear-out  

Just keep going until you wash yourself out!  

So much hygiene until it’s all clean and pristine   

And won’t be happy until it all gleams!  

Don’t let the garden and moss on the path  

Grow any more than an inch and a half!  

  

The house is tidy from last Thursday to Friday  

No time to browse and book a holiday!  

My loved one is tired, feels so undesired  

No time for loving – other things are required.  

So many rooms and floors to run through  

Or buy something new with the spare revenue.  

  

Much more to upkeep - so knee-deep  

Just want to shut-eye and get some sleep!  

More to maintain will go cleaning insane  

Need to unwrangle this mangled up brain!  

In this showroom with a duster and broom;  

Another groundhog day once again to resume. 

 

Every stone will be turned over 

There won’t be anything left over. 

Rubbish bins for rubbish collection 

Put out on the street with love and affection 

And this will be rinsed of muck and dirt 

Even if it means to overexert! 

 

Paths swept, promises kept, 

Indoors and out will be well-kept. 

I know deep down this isn’t me 

Is this housework obsession an OCD? 

This has become a continuous addiction 

And is now a common affliction. 

 

Cloth in hand and here I go, 

This should have been finished long ago! 

Another day and it’s just the same 

Got a written list to follow again. 

The jobs I do, they never end 

They’re very hard to apprehend. 

 

Nothing out of place, not in this headspace  

Have another vacuum around – just in case!  

And every day it looks exactly the same  

Get a cleaning cloth around windows and frames.  

The cars are kept washed and made fresh  

Everything is scrubbed but my head is a mess.  

  

23^rd October 2021  

Copyright Linda Lawrence