Iā€™m Master of My Lawn

Accidental Poet

 

My yard’s weekly growth

Needing to be tamed

Skies clear and hint of a breeze

You know I’m game

 

So, I gather all my tools

Mower, trimmer, lawn tractor

My determination and shades šŸ˜Ž

The ultimate factor

 

Blades of grass

Tremble with justifiable fear

All trimming completed

Now the lawn tractor in gear

 

Blades set to proper height

Engaged and engine revved up

Purrs like a kitten

Not even a hiccup

 

Around the yard I go

Taming every blade of grass

My neighbors in silent awe

My yard now kick ass

 

I wake up early

To fertilize at dawn

Sprinklers all a frenzy

I’m master of my lawn

 

Copyright © Accidental Poet 2021

  • Author: Sharon\'s Poet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: August 1st, 2021 07:03
  • Category: Humor
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Comments3

  • orchidee

    Good write Bill.

    • Accidental Poet

      Thanks Bill. What, no singing in praise of my lawn? šŸ˜Ž

      • orchidee

        Yes, I will sing - to the trees. I talk to plants too! lol.

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      • Saxon Crow

        I live in a flat so don't have to worry about all that arduous work!

        • Accidental Poet

          I don't mind the work, keeps me busy on my days off from my job. What life? I had a life? šŸ˜

        • cosmacpan

          I'm the owner of my lawn
          my armies, how much leaves and how much grass
          they guard the spring in my yard
          and drive away the hard winter
          forever young

          • Accidental Poet

            Thanks for the visit and comment cosmacpan. šŸ˜



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