Cleaning Poem

I received this in an email today and thought it was cute.

Cleaning Poem

I asked the Lord to tell me
Why my house is such a mess.
He asked if I’d been ‘computering’,
And I had to answer ‘yes.’

He told me to get off my fanny
And tidy up the house.
And so I started cleaning up…
The smudges off my mouse.

I wiped and shined the topside.
That really did the trick…
I was just admiring my work.
I didn’t mean to ‘click.’

But click, I did, and oops I found
A real absorbing site.
That I got SO way into it.
I was into it all night.

Nothing’s changed except my mouse
It’s very, very shiny.
I guess my house will stay a mess…
While I sit here on my hiney.

My poem Lonely Souls

LONELY SOULS CRY TO BE NOTICED
BUT NO ONE SEEMS TO CARE
THEY THINK THAT LIFE IS NOT WORTH LIVING
AND THAT NOTHING SEEMS FAIR
I WISH THAT I COULD HELP
SOME LOST AND LONELY SOULS
BUT I TOO HAVE PROBLEMS
THAT NO ONE ELSE KNOWS
I KEEP THEM LOCKED UP INSIDE
AND NEVER LET THEM GO
EVEN THOUGH I FEEL THE SAME
I WANT OTHERS TO KNOW
IF YOUR SOUL IS HURTAND LIFE SEEMS UNFAIR
THERE IS SOMEONE WHO LOVES YOU VERY MUCH
AND WANTS TO LET YOU KNOW HE CARES
HE’S THE SON OF GOD
A VERY SPECIAL MAN
AND HE’S THERE FOR YOU
WHENEVER YOU NEED A HELPING HAND

Tiffany A.Brown 2001