Making my bed in the morning is something I strive to do
It may be hurried, imperfect, but what is also true
That if I do not make my bed, it weighs heavily on me
As if I have forgotten something before the start of a journey
This is what my adolescent routinely gets nagged about
Making his bed in the morning is a task I don’t let him go without..
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A striking article that I recently read
Extolled the virtues of making a bed
It can be a grounding ritual, the author explained
Signaling the beginning of a new day yet again
Though the practice varies across cultures and generations
It is a timeless ritual that has merited continuation
Passion...unbridled 