I meant to do my work today But a brown bird sang in the apple tree, And a butterfly flitted across the field, And all the leaves were calling me. And the wind went sighing over the land, Tossing the grasses to and fro, And a rainbow held out its shining hand… So what could I do but laugh and go? -Richard le Gallienne- |
Lovely poem. And I went too, not much laughing though, weeding is a chore I don’t get much out of. ;~P
๐ It fit the day, but I am now hard at work weeding my garden, too! Then, as soon as I take a break from this hard work I will be blogging more earnestly again….
all in a days work I guess you might say