For 58 years they had mown the lawn.

Never missed a shift even when the children were born.

They used an old manual, mowing machine .

Bought secondhand from a man, at the local bowling green.

They took great delight at removing all weeds.

Reseeded the grass where the naughty dogs had peed.

Through sun wind and rain, they spent hours and hours.

Tying back straying plants and removing dead flowers.

The children now grown, with families of their own.

Always had an excuse, not to come to visit and mow.

This years winter, lingered on for far to long.

With flu and covid jabs we weren’t feeling so strong.

Beryl, i’ve something to say, don’t call me eccentric.

Theres no turning back. We’re going electric.