The Girls In My Back Yard


The girls in my back yard
Are running to and fro:
They’re dashing through a sprinkler,
High-pitched laughter as they go

The grass is green and rich,
The fence is high and far;
There’s tea out in the sun that’s brewing
In a big glass jar

My wife is at my side,
We’re looking out the door;
And from where I am standing
I could not want anymore

The girls in my back yard:
My God, I love them so —
Though they grew up and moved away
So many years ago

And with these same red eyes
That see my long-dead wife,
From this back door, I still can view
What used to be
My life

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Lookin’ Out My Back Door

Look out your back window or door — describe what you see, as if you were trying to convey the scene to someone from another country or planet.

5 thoughts on “The Girls In My Back Yard

  1. Lovely. No sweeter sound to my ears than children’s laughter (even when it’s driving me crazy). 🙂

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