From whence does all this clutter come
When clutter there was not before?
It seems to suddenly appear
The second I walk out my door

The cluttered pages—all receipts
From shopping at the grocery store
Or advertisements mailmen left
Inside the box by my front door

The cluttered boxes, cluttered bags
New fabrics as the seasons change
A laundry mess from laundry room
And from my closet, rearranged

The cluttered toys, a Lego set
A gift from a well-meaning friend
And puzzles that I’ve not solved yet
From series I would recommend

The cluttered books sat on the shelves
From writers old, and new, and dear
Some that I’ve had since age of twelve
Some borrowed, now suddenly here

Seems clutter here and clutter there
All piled upon my once clean floor
Was clutter there and clutter here
From spots beyond my bedroom door