I try to write and say to self
Oh no I waste the day
self calls my name
ends with an itch
suggests we drive away.
I thought to sit enjoying birds
reminded of new songs
as branches bend and scrawl
a bit
I would sing along.
Thank you Lord for song the dawn
everything renewed
no worries about authorship
nature nursing tunes.
So up and down the road we go
no stops just fly away
soon a tiny fawn appears
most likely born today.
Wobbles behind mama
tries to cross the road
no bigger than a fire plug
falls in the bush
Oh no!
Me, myself and "bye" we go
self backseated now
wife is elsewhere doing things
while crazy tries to plow.
Soon the road is golden bricks
it happens take my word
Dorothy in the front seat
perched like a love bird.
Lion grabs the back seat rest
self says "What the hey!"
scarecrow spots his twin out there
tin man jumps up "let's play!"
Out there in the vegetables!
axe swinging at the crows
wizard round here somewhere
I think it's time to go.
Dorothy still smiling
dark spinner coming down
when you start to levitate
you're Kansas City bound!
Self takes all the bottles
throws them out the door
we wake up on the avenue
been sleeping on the floor.
Six years sober yesterday
mowed the lawn looks nice
dreams are strange
but here we are
sheet change night sweats
new day!
Retirement reflective place
bunnies awesome yard
wobble out it's Sunday
morn
no need to write
do lawn.
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