Good Loser
I am good at losing things.
It’s easy for me to do.
I toss a sock,
set down a book,
or carelessly drop a shoe.
I don’t mean to do it,
but it happens every day.
I ignore the hamper,
avoid the shelves,
and forget to put things away.
When my bedroom gets too cluttered,
with stuff scattered across the floor,
I shove everything
beneath the bed
and quickly close the door.
There is one little problem.
I truly must confess.
When I need to find
a thing that is lost,
all I find is an under-bed mess!
It’s easy for me to do.
I toss a sock,
set down a book,
or carelessly drop a shoe.
I don’t mean to do it,
but it happens every day.
I ignore the hamper,
avoid the shelves,
and forget to put things away.
When my bedroom gets too cluttered,
with stuff scattered across the floor,
I shove everything
beneath the bed
and quickly close the door.
There is one little problem.
I truly must confess.
When I need to find
a thing that is lost,
all I find is an under-bed mess!
This poem is copyright (©) Deb Reidy 2024
About the Writer
Deb Reidy
Deb is a former elementary teacher. When in the classroom, she enjoyed sharing the wonders of poetry with her students. Her work has been published in Cricket and Highlights magazines and the poetry anthology Hop to It. Deb is also the author of two education resource books. Her many years of teaching, as well as her interactions with young family members and neighborhood children, are often inspiration for her poems.
