Packing

It's finally here, we pack it all up and give it away, we won't need it.
Hold back a tear, all the furniture is gone, there is no where to sit.

The home returns to a house as our things disappear.
Packing day has started, our move out date is near.

We still have a week left until that dreaded day.
No more taking naps, no more places to lay.

What will we do, where will we go?
I don't have a clue, I just don't know.

On to something new,
Where's the toilet paper at!?
I have to poo

:)

Sorry for anyone reading. I had to make some poetry. This was fun! Thanks for the memories.

Cheers,
Thomas