A Friend in Need

Paul painted the picture, I made the call;
I had to help, my friend Paul.

When in need, I plant the seed;
To control next new weed.

Grass and weeds, three feet high;
What am I to do with this old guy?

Mowers down, needs repair;
I look around, for a spare,

Amanda comes through, with her Uncle Owen;
In hoping he can get everything just a go-in'.

So grass may be mowed, Pauls out of a rut;
I thank you all, from my loving gut.

Appreciation, I surely do send,
From my dear handicapped friend.

God will bless you for a deed well done,
Now have a great day and have some fun!