The messy room is in my house

It’s a room with toys all over.

There wouldn’t even be room for a mouse

But it makes me feel like I found my four leaf clover.

I pack things away for a split second

To turn around and see them out again.

But still “I am so lucky.” I reckoned.

There is so much fun in here to gain.

My messy room is filled with stuff

But filled with little people too.

I will never get enough.

Because these people of mine can never make me blue.

The laughter and love with all those toys.

Creates joy for a small moment of time.

The mess is created by my wonderful boys.

Making all this wonderful mess mine.