For You

I've poems poking out my ears

That can't fit in my head

I've poems lost up in the loft

And stashed under my bed

I've poems on my new laptop

In wardrobes on coat hooks

I've poems in the kitchen sink

And published in my books

I've poems fixed to chandeliers

I've poems in the hall

I've poems in the garden shed

And scrawled on every wall

I've poems on the washing line

All hanging down on pegs

I've poems on my mantlepiece

My torso, arms and legs

I've poems on my mobile phone

And in the bathroom too

I've no space for another poem...

So this one is for you