I DON'T BELIEVE IT:
A while ago I wrote and said
About the "Wild Roses" next door.
Their garden so overgrown.
It made one's eyes feel so sore.
Well, these past few days,
There's been a hive of activity.
The tall grass and weeds hacked down,
The ground one now can see.
Today a new fence has been erected,
The soil being overturned.
There had been complaints to the council,
I was quick to learn.
Now they are planting seeds,
Along the not so wild rose bush.
I really don't believe it.
It really looks quite plush.
I wonder if they read my poem?
Which set the wheels in motion.
They worked at tremendous speed
Like a high speed locomotion.
The children will be able to play
In their new garden no doubt.
I still can't believe it as I write.
I really want to shout.
Copyright Yvonne Lewis 13/07/2016: