Sunday, March 29, 2009

Spring Cleaning

Dust if you must, but wouldn't it be better
To paint a picture, or write a letter,
Bake a cake, or plant a seed;
Ponder the difference between want and need?

Dust if you must, but there's not much time,
With rivers to swim, and mountains to climb; Music to hear, and books to read;
Friends to cherish, and life to lead.

Dust if you must, but the world's out there
With the sun in your eyes, and the wind in your hair;
A flutter of snow, a shower of rain,
This day will not come around again.

Dust if you must, but bear in mind,
Old age will come and it's not kind.
And when you go (and go you must)
You, yourself, will make more dust.
Rose Milligan


Leah said...

ha! great poem and great reminder. love your journal page too!

Ann said...

I love the poem and your journal page! We are on the same wavelength with our spring cleaning :)

Anonymous said...

Wonderful poem! Let's enjoy the day!

Timaree said...

Great sketch and poem. Hadn't seen that poem before but I ought to post it where my husband can see it!