I climb off the lawn mower, sweaty and hot <br />A cool glass of lemonade a refreshing thought. <br />As I walk to the house and survey the yard <br />By seed heads and dandelions no longer marred <br />The sun shining brightly across the grass <br />The shadows no longer a mottled mass <br />But clear-cut darkness cast over the ground <br />Covering what grass there is to be found. <br /> <br />I go on with my work but the thought lingers long <br />'The shadows clear-cut on a freshly mown lawn'. <br />How does the grass in my life's garden look? <br />Does it look like a photo in a gardening book? <br />Or have I allowed tall seed heads of pride <br />Ready to scatter their seeds far and wide? <br />The stickers of criticalness and disrespect <br />Will thrive in my grass if they are unchecked. <br /> <br />I must be sure to get out the mower <br />Perhaps put the deck a notch or two lower. <br />The 'Round-up' of daily devotions is needed <br />To kill the weeds before they've seeded. <br />Some hard manual labor will be involved <br />But it will be worth it when the problem is solved. <br />I'll see clear-cut shadows where once was confusion. <br />What really was there or was it merely illusion? <br />There were gray patches there, neither light, neither dark <br />But now on cut grass they stand out -stark. <br />I'll know where to walk now to keep me from wrong. <br />The shadows are clear on a freshly mown lawn. <br /> <br />(6-7-09)<br /><br />Natalie Dirks<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/clear-cut-shadows/
