Connie Webb

Mowing The Lawn - Poem by Connie Webb

When I was a young girl
There were guy jobs
And gal jobs
I never mowed a lawn
Never felt that satisfaction
Of that kind of a job well done.

Now I am forty-eight
I mow my own lawn
And when I am done
I sit down and admire it
Saying to myself
“Look, you did it”
Knowing I could have done this
Years ago
When my back was stronger
Than it is today,
But I still am happy
I can take pleasure
Sipping on ice cold lemonade
Looking at how I didn’t even miss a spot
After mowing the lawn -
Even if I have to take some
Ibuprofen tonight
I still have the joy of knowing
“I” mowed the lawn
And that makes me feel good.

Comments about Mowing The Lawn by Connie Webb

  • Brian Jani (6/29/2014 4:57:00 AM)

    Yah we have to give ourselves credit for our hard work especially when no one would (Report) Reply

    0 person liked.
    0 person did not like.
  • (3/27/2006 10:18:00 AM)

    Exercise, fresh air and the smell of newly cut grass. Nice write Connie. I'm pleased that I found it. Joe (Report) Reply

  • (3/26/2006 9:33:00 PM)

    Isn't it satifying to know that when we accomplish something with an approval coming from within ourselves, we then can sit back and say well done! that's a great feeling. We might have to sacrifice an ache or a pain...but it remains 'our' accomplishment that makes us feel we can do something and be proud of it.
    Very nice poem! I really can relate. Thanks, Con Nie.
    (Report) Reply

Read all 3 comments »

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 26, 2006

[Report Error]