Waiting for Guests

You clean, you shop, you rearrange; You cook and bake, yet what is strange Is that your guests won’t really care ‘Bout all your efforts to prepare. For if they make the time to drive Or walk or somehow else arrive, They want to visit, so you trust They might not see a little dust. You welcome them and try your best And know the time you did invest Will prove to me quite worth your while, The proof in every hug and smile.