Yard men coming;
Yard men going.
Yard men mowing
And blowing leaves.

Cleaning here,
Pruning there;
Yard men scurrying everywhere,
Ministering to a growing world.

There are shrubs to whittle
And trees to shape a little
In nature’s first haircut
Ushering in the Spring.

Carolyn Brunelle

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Chlorophylled Planz (4/2/2008 2:17:00 PM)
Carolyn this is so welcoming.. hope you enjoy the styles that will appear over the rest of your season... for me the hair is thinning and falling off in other directions.

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