Spring To Life.

Goldfinch60



I wander amongst the long grass,

Its greenery interspersed with flowers.

The white and yellow daises flourish,

The yellow of dandelions shining.

The wonder of nature fills my life.

I see the bushes spreading their twigs,

Some filled with buds

Showing the new life that Spring brings.

I look around and see Natures wonder

And the thought comes to me

As I stand in my garden,

I really must cut the grass!

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 2nd, 2022 01:22
  • Comment from author about the poem: I have cut the grass once this year!
  • Category: Humor
  • Views: 29
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  • dusk arising

    Hmm that grass cutting problem. This year I'm going to leave most of my garden to go wild. Locally theres a trend encouraging this to promote wildlife. Though I'm already worried about the brambles encroachment, they are a major problem if not kept under control.

    • Goldfinch60

      Brambles and ivy are a pain in the proverbial, they get everywhere.

      Andy

    • orchidee

      Good write Gold. lol.

    • Neville


      lovely images and I can almost smell the new mown grass .. it just occurred to me, is that what yuppies call downsizing ... Neville 🙂

      • Goldfinch60

        There is no way I am a yuppy, not at my age!
        The smell of new mown grass is so good Neville, luckily there is grass all around the town in which I live and the council cut that. LOL

        Andy

      • spilleronsheet

        This is beautiful dear Andy
        Initially words of spring’s admiration caught me
        And finally the responsibilities of life struck me
        Great one dear Andy

        • Goldfinch60

          Thank you for your kind words spilleronsheet, much appreciated.

          Andy

        • L. B. Mek

          a fun read, Andy
          'have some thought, for those
          in concrete 'blocks'
          who trim windowsill, moss
          to connect, with
          their corner of Nature's: bross..'

          • Goldfinch60

            Thank you Mek.
            Very true, there are so many concrete blocks in gardens nowadays.

            Andy

          • Saxon Crow

            Well that we take 5 minutes then!

          • Rozina

            A lovely read. There is so much rain that the grass has to be cut nearly every month here.

            • Goldfinch60

              Once start cutting it the same applies here.

              Andy



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