grass seems to decorate the earth
like pictures around a warm hearth
the color is of glaucous green
around which sit flowers of serene
it sleeps so peaceful and at ease
content with its neighbors, the trees
if human kind would let it grow high
would it be able to reach the sky?
walked on, driven on, cut down
how cruel we are to the ground
and yet it takes all this abuse
the most it can do...its just no use
hopefully the leaves of thee
have no feeling and cannot see
otherwise it'd be pretty rough
and to live..it shall be pretty tough
the friend....could it be snow??
or an enemy..i guess we'll never know!
trying to grow wherever it is aloud
and wanting to tell all, "we're not wild"
oh, but if we only knew
the other side of grass which grew
a life it has of it's very own
a life it has of secret and unknown

- Debbie Dylan

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