Short Kids Poem: Living in a Vacuum

My mom hoover-ed the carpet
All around my feet
But I refused to lift them.
I was comfy in my seat!

So she ran the vacuum
On top of all my toes
And I felt it sucking
Me up into the hose.

I swirled into the vacuum
And wondered if she knew
What her only daughter
Had just been pulled into.

The vacuum bag was cozy.
I was on a bed of dust.
I probably could live here
If I had time to adjust.

There were cookie crumbs to eat.
There were threads that I could weave
Into brand new clothing
If I ever had to leave.

I even found my earrings
Next to my missing keys.
I loved the hotter weather
That felt cool with the breeze.

Last night I’m glad I wasn’t
Near the laundry bin
Or I’d be in the washer
Filled with water, set on spin!

About Author Steve Hanson

Steve Hanson is the author of The Dax and Zippa Series, Monsters Midnight Feast, Wizards In The West, Butterflies Don't Chew Bubblegum and The Whens. View his Profile.

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