Grass Lover
Air so fresh it hurts deep inside
With every green blade I must at last confide
I love to smell freshly cut and manicured lawns
It’s to this exotic aroma I’m inexplicitly drawn
Mowing the lawn is something I love to do
Especially after the leaves have fallen and summer is through
Didn’t you know trimming and hedging is now all the rage
There is nothing we can’t do in this day and age
So if your grass is up and your leaves are down
Call me quickly as possible don’t fool around
No one loves to landscape or play with the grass more
To me this activity isn’t even a chore
This poem is about:
Me