Keeping the Yard Clean
Keeping the Yard Clean
To Move Out to the Yard
There are seedling I planted last week
some radish, wild onion, and a leek
moved some rock to make plot
some soil from compost rot
where small sprouts under soil start to peek.
There is a lawn that needs constant mow
to push the mower with kids in the tow
jumping in front to play
then quickly jump away
we are lucky no ones lost their toe.
There is a new batch of weeds this year
that will need to be pulled without fear
to put on our our work gloves
one of my springtime loves
with rakes and other destructive gear.
There is some loose stone in the front yard
and an old ladder recently charred
some trash brought in by wind
in bushes poorly thinned
a small bag full of waste to discard.
There are multiple piles of dog stuff
you know those piles that are rather tough
to remove from your shoe
when its stuck like a glue
and you think “enough is enough!”
There is a day we will dedicate
this messy yard will not sit and wait
the kids pick up their toys
an incredible noise
as they complain about their sad fate.
There is a moment when filled with pride
when we all want to play more outside
in a yard that is clean
a nice place to be seen
without running away terrified.
There is the day after the cleaning
when you still expect to see gleeming
a new pile of clutter
as I start to mutter
this may have lost all of its meaning.
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A most creative and delightful poem, Jamie. Cleaning up the large garden when I lived in Latvia was not always my favorite chore but it had to be done each year.
Oh, the memories this brings to mind – when my kids were young and spring was clean up time in the yard. I enjoyed this piece, Jamie. Well done.
Oh, I can relate to this Jamie. I seem to be mowing constantly at the moment, or weeding the garden, although that job has gotten away from me a little. Here mallow is difficult to control once it takes hold as it has such deep roots. I keep putting the job of tackling it off. Your poem makes me feel guilty so now I have to get out there and just do it. Good work.
Thank you Rasma, Phyllis, and John for stopping by and enjoying the poem. Jamie
The most calming thing for me to ever do is mow the lawn.. I love it. Nice work Jamie..