Home Organizing
Morning light spills softly through the small casement window,
As utensils find their places, order from chaos weaned.
Clutter sorted, each item finds its corner to stay,
Clothes folded like greenery, into wardrobes neatly strained.
Shelves stand clear, holding daily needs in line,
Drawers arranged, housing the ordinary with design.
Dust wiped from tables, cobwebs banished without trace,
Books returned to cases, where ink’s fragrance finds its space.
Mess fades away with gentle hands at work,
Tidiness creeps in, with smiling faces first.
The room suddenly fills with fresh, clear air,
Hearts shine like endless skies, bright and fair.
Organizing is more than just a sense of order’s grace,
It’s life wearing its finest, most lovely face.
A clean home hides warm affection, soft and deep,
Years pass in peace, as sun and moon gently keep.
