Grannys Little Yard Gnome

Content to stand alone

Waiting, watching, guarding Granny's home

His face reflecting simple joy

But he is not a happy Plaster boy

"Careful sonny, not too close

Unless you want a lethal dose

of hardening..."

Patiently waiting for some shade

Wishing he could run away

Supressing any urge to roam

Such devotion from a little gnome

I once saw a calico that thought he could fly

ANd then the lanky Doberman that tinkled in my eye

A pacifict by nature, with amble common sense

But if I had my druthers, I'd rather be a fence

Now Granny, she's a good one, she shines me now and then

ANd come around this springtime, I'm due for paint again

On keeping Granny comfy, I try and earn my keep

I'm just wishing I had some eyelids, so I could get some sleep