Not realizing I was daydreaming

I moved a step back,

envisioning my house to stay the exact same,

as it was in that very moment.

Where all the dishes were clean,

the laundry was finally complete,

and all the clothes folded.

Where the floors looked shiny and new,

as if no one had walked on them yet.

Not noticing that I was smiling,

at how well I did sweeping and mopping.

Where the carpet was so clean,

and well-vacuumed,

that I almost forgot that I hand-scrubbed

the muddy dog prints off of them earlier that day.

Where all the toys were put up,

in their own perspective place.

 And just realizing that in that moment,

I didn’t have to pick up tiny little papers,

from Brielle’s new passion of using her scissors.

It was as if I caught myself longing

for it to stay that way, just a little longer.

It wasn’t until I heard,

“mommy open the door”,

that my daydream ended,

and reality set in.

©2015 Sheridan Johnson @Journey with the Johnsons. All Rights Reserved.

2 thoughts on “Daydream

    1. Yes!! Or like you make your house spotless and spend hours doing ot, and then guests+children come over and it looks very similar to the way it did before you started cleaning.. gotta love it! 🙂


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