The Things

The Things that make me nervous are many,

Let’s face it Vesuvius did it for Pliny,

I mean how fragile is Peace?

All it takes is a pop at Trump’s niece,

Family is family after all,

So OK, her dress looked awful at the ball,

After all that effort and making plans,

She insisted on wearing those old Vans,

I’m going a bit off track,

To my title I must get back,

What really makes me nervous and even howl,

Is the prospect of losing my favourite trowel,

For a gardener’s tools are precious to them,

And to go astray amongst the weeds,

Certainly ranks with horrible deeds,

I don’t need to worry about thiefs or vagabonds,

Just stinging nettles and metre wide fronds,

And so with honesty I must say,

It happens regularly and ruins my day.

Namaste and Thank You for Reading.🙏