Summer is such a busy time of year. I've always been one who tries ( notice, I said TRIES) to keep a tidy home. But as grandkids, and the computer, have come into my life, I'm leaning more and more on the thought that expresses...
My home is clean enough to be healthy and dirty enough to be happy.
I believe I've become wiser as I mature, and keeping a clean home all the time, isn't nearly as important to me as it once was. This poem has been on my mind, and I wanted to share with you.
