The grass grew virtually overnight; the Buttercups
so tall they spilled their beauty on the lawn
I have fallen behind in my everyday chores and duties;
the mower quit working and is demanding a raise.
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Wow! That's amazing. I don't know if I could write something like that. ^ - ^
Funny laid back poem ' The mower that holds in contempt the hand that feeds it with gas' Beautiful Sunday..regards
An excellent work, I love it! Great picturing and word usage. ^_^
Nice imagery here, a very pleasant read. Good work Ms Sheridan!
this is a pleasant write ted, very much liked the way you saw your sunday with the buttercups singing to the birds
I enjoyed sharing your beautiful day with you, Ted. Love those Buttercups! Thank you for your delightful poem! Best Wishes, Marilyn
i like this poem, it is a beautiful day.