22 April 2019 | National Poetry Month WebPoetrySlam

Motivation
  
 The whole day stretched before me
 To work on all this mess
 Dust bunnies danced along the shelf,
 Much laundry, I confess.
  
 I scrunched down in my favorite chair.
 My pans were mucked in swill.
 I wondered what to tackle first –
 The socks piled in a hill?
  
 While I yawned and stretched my arms 
 A towel fell off its rack.
 My virgin sweeper stood at ease
 With cobwebs on its back.
  
 My family will arrive here soon
 To meet their humbled home.
 They’ll ask me what I did today.
 I’ll say, “I wrote a poem.”
  
 ~ Connie Williams 

Connie Williams is a wife, mom, grandma, and retired teacher.  She has published articles, curriculum, and children’s chapter books.  Oh, and surprisingly enough–one poem, this one.  Check out her first attempt at a website: https://connie-a-williams.wixsite.com/mysite