Tuesday, May 8, 2007

We'll make a stab at this...Sod bustin for a garden Got a bright idea... we'll plant a garden this year! with all the talk about health, this'll make'm cheer We wouldn't do such a big one, so we don't need a plow, we'll just shovel the sod; well, doesn't sound so good now The thing kept getting bigger; had to move the woodpile and wagon got some pretty big blisters, and a large part of me was drag'n! The boss gave me some strawberry sets, just a small bucket you know found out we had enough for Harris's and us and a few others to grow Had to take sod clods out of the dirt, to till then had to put clods in the garbage to send to the landfill Garbage can got real heavy; Mom couldn't move it a bit garbage man raised two wheels off and nearly lost his grip on it Now we have to put some ties around the perimeter I guess the ones that Johnny wanted, you know, from the estate, I confess Well, guess this will have to do for now, tonight when mom reads this I'm sure she'll turn a few shades of white!

3 comments:

Alison said...

Hey Dad! Great Poem! Yeah, you started a Blog too! Happy Blogging. Mom will get used to it!

Melinda said...

That is some garden! You guys are just havin' too much fun up there! Nice poem dad - we'd like to hear more of em, please?!

MaryAnn said...

Wow -- I'm impressed Steve -- didn't know you had it in you... cool!!! Keep up the good work

~MaryAnn

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