Afterwards

 

I keep the garden neat.

Strip the pavement clean of weeds.

 

I regularly check the sunflowers

swaddled against the sky

 

The postman smiles,

he doesn’t see, through the window,

the hive of activity.

 

Toys and videos on the sill, moving, and

two children chasing each other

squealing with delight for many happy hours.

 

I keep the garden neat.

Strip the pavement clean of weeds.

 

 

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