Gary James Smith - POCKETS

POCKETS

MY LEVEL OF STRESS WITH POCKETS
IS A TASK I DAILY FACE
HAVING KEYS, WALLETS, AND WHATNOT
IT'S A MOST UNTIDY PLACE
AS I HATE TO THROW WRAPPERS JUST ANYWHERE
GUESS WHERE THEY FIND THEIR ABODE
WHY INTO MY POCKETS OF COURSE
AND FURTHER TO ADD TO THEIR LOAD

SOME LINT LEFT OVER FROM WASHING
A NAIL OR SCREW IN THERE TOO
SOME COIN IN THE LITTLE SIDE POCKET
I'M SURE IS FAMILIAR TO YOU
ORANGE PEELINGS HAVE FOUND THERE A REFUGE
UNTIL THEY ARE THROWN TO THE WIND
SUNFLOWER SEEDS AWAITING EATING
BUT ALAS IT'S ANOTHER DAY THING

JUST WHERE ARE THOSE KEYS
WHEN I NEED THEM
AND WHY ARE THEY ALL WITH ME HERE
MUSTN'T FORGET THE RECEIPTS NOW
SOME OF THE THINGS THAT I FEAR
WHERE DID I PUT THAT SCRAP OF PAPER
MY NAIL CLIPPERS WHERE ARE THEY NOW
IS MY CELL PHONE IN THIS POCKET
IT MUST BE FOR IT'S RINGING NOW

AN OFFICE THAT'S MOBILE IN NATURE
NO WONDER I LOOK SO CONFUSED
INTO WHICH POCKET HAVE I PUT THAT
THE THING, THAT I HAVE JUST USED
ENOUGH FOR A SCIENTIST OF ROCKETS
A KNOWLEDGE OF REAL DOWN TO EARTH
WHOEVER INVENTED THE POCKETS
MUST WATCH US WITH WONDER AND MIRTH

COPYRIGHT
GARY JAMES SMITH
JUNE 6,2010

NOTE:
After having so many (literally thousands of pocket searching times) I have decided to write a poem about pockets. I will try and make it not to deep a subject as most of my pockets aren't anyways.

Gary James Smith

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pockets-4/