Wednesday, September 16, 2015

grass poem

17.09.15

If I were Grass,
I would grow to be green
and swish around in
the wind.


If I were Grass,
I would be angry if some people
were stamping on me and doing
silly things in the grass.


If I were Grass,
I would be wet, cold,
and the damp from the
coolness of the rain.


If I were Grass,
Someone would cut me with
a lawn mower. I will become
shorter but I will grow back again fast.