Week 48 – Mine #2

The Lawn

I stretched out on the sofa.

Warm summer breezes floated through the room.

I closed my eyes, thinking of nothing in particular.

My thoughts were mine, and only mine.

I thought I smelled the freshly cut grass, and it triggered a memory:

My dad wanted me to start mowing the lawn, and I was so excited!

Like an artist at work, I mowed the lawn into the shape of the British Flag,

I made diagonal cuts instead of horizontal cuts.

I made a mess of the lawn! It was great!

Dad didn’t see the humor, nor the effort.

He quickly decided that I needed to stop mowing the lawn.

On my sofa, I smile.