goodwill

goodwill

A Poem by andrew mitchell

My goodwill collects;
My sweat on grass
Running, nourishing.
The goodwill given
Grasses in need
No thanks required.
My service, the needy.
I groom the lawn
I feed its thirst
So they feel
They belong.
A sweat drop in motion
Nourishing one's grass.
.....mine

© 2015 andrew mitchell


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Nothing looks nicer in summer than a beautiful taken care of lawn. Valentine

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Added on June 5, 2015
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andrew mitchell
andrew mitchell

adelaide, Australia



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