A short nap,
five hours gone by
and I awake to noise
and slowly I try
to see just what,
what’s happening here
as I approach with caution
these boxes I fear.

What is this clutter
affixed to my floor?
Why are you packing?
I want answers, I implore.
Have you gone mad
or is this a dream?
Just don’t pack my things
as part of your scheme.

Now, if you’ll keep it down,
I will get back to sleep
so no more commotion,
I don’t want to hear a peep!

© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2017

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