The children scamper across my grassy lawn And bring me wiggly worms to identify Big acorns to admire, lemons fallen weeks before Sticks and leaves, pinecones, flowers, and bits of bark
They lose their shoes and socks beneath the oak They drink from the water hose and don’t turn it off They chase the dog and the dog chases them They shriek out joyfully because they can
I growl that if I mow another bit of brick I’m gonna tell ol’ Santa Claus on them
They laugh at me, and bring me another worm
Please know that I am on the ViaSat / Verizon / Directv / Netgear axis of frequent lack of service. I never ignore correspondence, but in the mornings my InterGossip works very slowly at best and the evenings even more slowly and increasingly not at all. Responding to you may take some time.