This goes here and that goes there and the little things can’t be everywhere.

One and two, three and four, step by step into the drawer.

Bit by bit, piece by piece, fold and tuck the freshly cleaned sheets.

Clean and dust and sweep and mop, this goes bottom, this goes top.

Day by day, again and again, swiping away all the stains.

Routine by routine, it must be done, this are my mornings. It’s just begun.