It's time to clean the little shed, it's time to clean
"Our backyard" has a timer now
There will be grass or swing sets or dogs
Once again in sequence.
Gardens might be dug once more, planted
Right along this fence line.
It's time to clean the little shed, it's time.
-- Chrissa
I enjoyed this poem so much. Love the rhythm of it, and the repetition - and the feeling of sleeves-rolled-up spring activities. I once had a little shed that was always in need of cleaning - and a gigantic garden.
ReplyDeleteI love the hopeful feeling this holds my friend!
ReplyDeletea little bit of Wonderland just enough fun
ReplyDeleteHappy Sunday Chrissa
much❤love
Oh, to have a garden with a little shed again. Simply delightful.
ReplyDeleteI always hate cleaning the garden shed - all those spiders! Your poem will inspire me to do it.
ReplyDelete"Once again in sequence." Yes, indeed. Order is restored, and so are we.
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