Clean If You Must

Clean if you must, but wouldn't it be better,
To paint a picture or write a letter,
Bake a cake or plant a seed,
Ponder the difference between a want and a need?

Clean if you must, but there's not much time,
With rivers to swim and mountains to climb,
Music to hear and books to read,
Friends to cherish and life to lead.

Clean if you must, but the world's out there
With the sun in your eyes, the wind in your hair,
A flutter of snow, a shower of rain.
Run in a park and freeness gain

Clean if you must, but bear in mind,
Old age will come and it's not kind.
And when you go and go you must,
You, yourself, will make more dust.

by Arielle Perkins

Comments (1)

Stop me if I'm wrong, but is this poem about only focusing on the small details of life, and failing to see the beauty of what can be out there, if you only take the time to notice? If it is, that's a really powerful message and I like it a lot