Poem: Get Organized

Clear the clutter, calm the mind,
Leave the scattered thoughts behind.
One small step, then one more too—
A little order pulls you through.

Stack the papers, sort the mess,
Breathe beneath the growing stress.
A tidy space, a quiet soul,
Each drawer closed, a bit more whole.

The list you make, the plan you keep,
Will hold you up when tasks run deep.
No need for perfect, just be clear—
A path laid out, the way is near.

Folders, notes, and boxes labeled,
Goals once wild, now gently tabled.
Room to think and room to grow,
A garden planted row by row.

Get organized—not just to do,
But to make space for what is true.
A little order, peace reclaimed,
The chaos tamed, the calm renamed.

Thank-you for reading.

Remember there are many paths back to God.

Follow your own path,

Brenda Marie