Lazy Day

A lawnmower whirrs in the distance
My neighbor has gotten ambitious
The sun shines upon my head
As I sit upon my deck
I feel the warm rays soak into my skin
Am I tanning yet?
The bees are busy buzzing 
Stopping only to drink from sweet blossoms
Birds are calling happily
Back and forth across my rising lawn
Should I get ambitious too
And mow my growing grass?
I sigh
Not today . . . 
Not today
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Dietrich Avatar
July 22, 2010 at 11:14 PM
This is just wonderful, Steven. A fav for this little gem!
Johnson Avatar
April 24, 2010 at 9:31 AM
I guess not all summer sounds are happy if they insist you must get up and tend to chores. Thank you for your comments . Love, Joyce
Culverhouse Avatar
April 21, 2010 at 9:05 AM
funny--we have had to mow ours several times already--it gets too thick in spots. The rest is weeds.
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