Gardening
Gardening
I looked out the back to see
what was going on. My garden
was growing strong. With weeds
I did not seed. I put on my boots
and began to pluck my feet got stuck.
The ground was wet my back so sore
I got unstuck went inside boots
at the door. I will look out again
sometime soon time for a nap this afternoon.
Copyright © Niall Fulham | Year Posted 2017
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