The weeds are growing up
Moving out from the corners
And edges of the back yard.
Now they straddle the whole width,
Sprouting bristles of color.
And the grass too:
Heads heavy with age bend.
Untended, these things,
They can overwhelm themselves.
Moving out from the corners
And edges of the back yard.
Now they straddle the whole width,
Sprouting bristles of color.
And the grass too:
Heads heavy with age bend.
Untended, these things,
They can overwhelm themselves.