Monday, September 17, 2012

Awful Friends

no bacteria in the pears we
do our best we pity the poor
Lambs their awful friends
ours less trouble or present
poets of less pressing need

painting hurts my piano arm
fingers protesting the brush
my eyes the white too white
the sunlight overrewarding
as we fall toward fall rain

most chores get done not
fine weeding if our farm is
"scruffy" too no matter we
work it ourselves do other
things too what do you think

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