Lawnmowing
Spring has sprung
The lawns gone nuts
Mowing time again
No ifs or buts
A martyred sigh
Trudge to shed
Drag out mower
Filled with dread
Attempt to start
Psyche self up
Try many times
Any luck? .... Nup
Give up the fight
Drag back to shed
Watch the lawn
Grow long instead
Ignore complaints
From near and dear
Enjoy the daisies
Mow next year
Copyright © Julie Draper | Year Posted 2024
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