Retirement advisors always say
Start early socking small amounts away
Each month, and after forty years or so
You’ll be amazed at what you’ve put away.
Instead of banks, I put my money in
A ragged carpet: Grass, and gopher holes.
It didn’t cost so very much at all.
A little seed I sprinkled over dirt.
Some water. That was all it took. I thought.
Or didn’t think. A gardener was cheap.
It was a cost I could afford. Besides,
I didn’t want to cut the grass myself.
I hated grass. It’s simply empty space
That’s grown for neighbors, for the neighbor’s sake
So people driving by won’t think of me
As a degenerate and lazy bum;
The ruination of the neighborhood.
It wasn’t much to have another cut
The grass each month: A hundred bucks. Then two.
We didn’t miss it then. It would be nice
If we could have the money back again
But now the grass is paying dividends,
Sort of. While others walk the fairways at
A hundred bucks a round for exercise,
I walk behind a Toro, cutting grass
I would remove if I had any brains.