It is an uncomplicated love...

I look out the window
And what do I see?
A pretty backyard
A work of art, tru-ly.
Hubby and Son
Have mown down
A whole lot.
And now we have
What looks like a park,
Not a plot.
I dream of it
Stare at it
Exclaim all the time.
My family is looking at me
Like I am taking a climb
Over the edge
Of Insanity Hill
Maybe I, should
Take a big pill.

But I will continue to
Love my backyard
Smitten I am, obsessed
Bitten hard.
When I grew up
I had a narrow view.
I look out the window here
And have more than
I can chew.
I love you
I love you
I love you, backyard.
If only they made
An appropriate
Greeting card.
I would buy it
And sign it
And send it to...where?
Hey, I can open the window
And throw it out... there!