A Creative Take Over Poem by Angie M..

There was only one place
in the house
that remained
unrenovated, the laundry spot
(a cement floor deeply stained)
and an old ugly cupboard
in a seventies brown
that wobbled with touch
I feared it would fall down

Yet the spirit and I... (yay)
mastered it all in one day

But as I was painting,
pulling slivers here and there
the contractor I hired
well, he dropped my chandelier
and crystal bounced down a variety of stairs
thankfully nobody followed
(just a few of us scared)

so today, well...I believe
my creative brain is just tired
but I know my share here
yes, that is also required
so on to next week (with all keys sincere)
grateful for thought prays and enriching sermons I hear.