The Dirt Path

The dirt to be piled
Load after load
Mark after mark
But never told

I dig for what seems forever
Digging to be free
Make that side bend
As i approach the tree

Digging with no progress
Blue worms do i see
Supposed to be brown
Root up that new tree

Black and solid moistening
Spongy topsoil never ever ends
I see the end coming closer
Only to extend

The end is so much harder
Only sand and stones
Its better than the other choice
Which might break my bones

I use the flat shovel
Smoothing out the side
Only to be destroyed by tractor
"Simplicity" red with pride

Finally we're finished
Or at least that's what i thought
I saw Brian standing there
With the gravel he brought

We shoveled when its morning
And shoveled at the night
Shoveling for mourning
And at last we finished the fight