My Husband Wrote a Poem

The grass at the neighborhood park is high, higher than my dog. Partly due to rain, partly due to Derby. “Once Derby is over, we’ll get back to our regular schedule,” the guy at the Parks Dept. told my husband a few weeks ago. But then came the rains and things got further and further behind. My husband wrote a poem this morning.

SUNDAY at PeeWee

The dew lays heavy on the PeeWee grass
Rabbits scurry as we pass.

In Lou-Ville and It’s been weeks since mowing,
For this, for sure, the Derby we’re owing.

The horses, the hype all eyes on the Downs,
It’s been weeks since Nyquist captured the crown.

Folks at the Parks Dept have their schedule to keep
The grass around town is nearly waist deep.

Come mow it and bale it all in due course
Then haul it cross town and feed to a horse.

Poem by Walter Yocum. Used by permission.

About Marilyn

Reading, thinking, listening, writing and talking about faith, creativity, ESL for refugees, grief and finding the story in a story. Student of Spanish. Foe of procrastination. Cheez-it fan. People person with hermit tendencies or vice-versa. Thank you so much for reading.
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4 Responses to My Husband Wrote a Poem

  1. bethhavey says:

    Go Wally. He’s imbibing your talent, Marilyn. Marriage does that.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. elizabethfstewart says:

    Love it!

    Like

  3. Marilyn,
    Thanks for the smile 🙂

    Like

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