A Short Poem(A Haiku)

When it rains it rains

You can’t stop what is coming

The sun will shine soon

An Unexpected Mess

When off to make the bed I went

Didn’t know off the edge I’d be sent

The mess was big

I made it bigger

By throwing around all the stuffed figuress

The room was no different than any other day

As I looked around trying to wish it all away

Wondering how I could take care of the mess

and in my head feel a little less stress

But then a thought crept into my mind

that we are running out of time

One day you’ll part with all your toys

and the innocence of childhood, of being a little boy

You’ll move on, grow up, have other things to do

And I’ll be left missing the younger you