Man says, “check it; before you wreck it“…I do this all the time.
I have zero interest in owning eyes with a purple shine.
I review each day, each week, each month…spot wrinkles in my wakes.
I always smooth them, oft unseen, with delicate garden rakes.
Never invisible, no, not I, just petrified when seen.
Really unsure how I could leave; porcelain rarely breaks clean.
From your view I am novelty…decoration for your home.
Any beast dares sniff your grass will get my spade across his dome.
I do have purpose: mischievous groundsman in the garden.
I love your earth & the torch I bear her: lambently ardent.