The Clothes Tree
I once had a problem: no laundry was clean.
I had a solution: a magical bean!
Or was it a seed? Who knows, but it grew.
With water and sunlight, I grew something new:
A clothes tree! It sprouted new t-shirts and shorts.
New undies, new sweatpants, and socks of all sorts.
New jackets, new coats, and a bell-bottom jean.
And all of the clothing was perfectly clean!
The whole thing was cool, but did not help at all.
The clothing was medium! I’m a size small.
I had a solution: a magical bean!
Or was it a seed? Who knows, but it grew.
With water and sunlight, I grew something new:
A clothes tree! It sprouted new t-shirts and shorts.
New undies, new sweatpants, and socks of all sorts.
New jackets, new coats, and a bell-bottom jean.
And all of the clothing was perfectly clean!
The whole thing was cool, but did not help at all.
The clothing was medium! I’m a size small.
This poem is copyright (©) Mike Flowers 2026
About the Writer
Mike Flowers
Mike is a dad and former teacher who loves children’s literature. He first became interested in writing poems through a fascination with the way words are arranged in hip-hop. In the past couple of years, he's had poems placed and/or had honorable mentions in Susanna Hill’s Holiday Contest, the Valentiny Contest, 50 Precious Words, PB Party, and has managed to win a few rounds of Madness Poetry.
