'The New Rake' Poem by Linda Winchell

I went and bought me a new rake today
The old one had broken on me.
Now with this new rake in hand
I can rake the leaves that have fallen from my trees.

I can pile them up in a row
Set them a blaze so all will see.
That I care what happens to my oaks and maples
Of those leaves that once had shaded me.

My grass now has room to breathe and grow
Turning now greener as green could be.
All because of their winters protection given
By the leaves that had fallen from my trees.

The air also seems much cleaner
For the trees provided that cleanes for me.
If I could wrap my arms around them
I would go and hug all of my, big oak and maple trees.

They're now looking down upon me
As I rake and toil my day along.
While praising God for all He’s made for me
With a heart just filled with joyous song.

I know I’ll be back out one day again
When fall brings in its cool on-coming winters breeze.
But you see, I won’t mind my raking now
Because I have a new rake
That will help me to rake my leaves.