My lawn is held in high prestige
and many are impressed.
They often stop and wonder how
I keep it at its best.
Foundation is a crucial seed
so vibrant grass can sprout.
Neglecting it will leave a wound
and cause a fungal bout.
Diligence is a dire deed,
mostly a trainable trait.
But slip up once, you run the risk -
it just might be too late.
For unseen vermin plague the yard
preparing for their coup.
The challenge is to plan defense
despite a limited view.
But gardening has flawed attempts -
my grass is briefly green.
The weeds have taken up the lawn
and pests destroy the scene
The pesticides and poison sprays
I’ve packed up in my shed,
can try to minimize my threats
but can’t block what’s ahead.
My lawn, once held in high prestige,
had many soon impressed.
But there’s one thing they all must know:
my lawn has since regressed.
I plaster grass turf on the ground,
to hide the damage done.
It’s difficult to face defeat.
I won’t admit they’ve won…
"My lawn is doing well", I say,
and give a timid smile.
(I wonder if they'll detect
the hints of my denial.)
So don’t be fooled by what you’ve seen.
Facades are what make sense.
I live on grass that’s briefly green,
just glance right through my fence.