Front Yard Poem by bobby beddoe

Front Yard



My Front Yard
I did a little landscaping in my front yard,
Though not the ethos one might see on a postcard;
It’s something I do,
Making drab anew.
And yielding to my sense of bias – is my reward!

Monday, September 14, 2015
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