He cuts the hedge with shears
lays bark mulch to suppress the weeds
mows the lawn through the years
cuttings, peelings, apple cores
the compost heap is piling up
The rhubarb and onions, doing well
turning over the new potatoes
like his father when he was a child,
he loves his garden chores.
I can completely relate to this, Kenny. My father got me interested in growing things when I was still but a child; I have planted hundreds of trees along my journey. Also, my cucumbers do well amid the lavender, marigolds and petunias. LOL! Love and peace,
Contraband Marriage, traveling along the hemline of loving after incarceration, is a love story written in lyric and free form, set in reality with a different ever after.
Contraband Marriage, traveling along the hemline of loving after incarceration, is a love story written in lyric and free form, set in reality with a different ever after.
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Regis
Love ya!
Jane