Just this once, couldn’t
pesky weeds and fast growing
grass take a vacation too?
~
They would not wish to
rob us of our secret joy;
the zen state of garden care.
Just this once, couldn’t
pesky weeds and fast growing
grass take a vacation too?
~
They would not wish to
rob us of our secret joy;
the zen state of garden care.
As time grows shorter
blank page asks, “What is the sound
of one poet napping?”
~