NATURE
By Katelyn Dyson
The gardener sits pondering,
Wondering why his machine won’t work
He tugs and tugs
Nothing he does can get it to budge
His wife fetches a screwdriver and a ratchet
Twisting and turning, still nothing
The gardener sits pondering
Up strikes an argument,
It concerns visiting a loved one
He complains he’s busy
His wife says stay,
Stay; work even though it could be her last day.
The gardener sits pondering
He begins to speak
When interrupted by a loud screech and squeal
The gardener is relived and continues to work.
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