~Grass

Grass

There, in the woods,

           are grass of evergreen.

Some are long, a few short, yet some never grown.

          

Bright green as they are,

           hope is always in them,

                     and never will they stay low,

when troubles come across their path.

            

Tough and strong they always are,

           for one never stands alone,

                        but altogether,

they fight, they conquer, they endure.

            

Oh……dear grass, how much shame we must face,

           for we aren’t like you.

      

Thank you green grass……

           may your evergreen make alive the woods,

as you have made alive my heart.       

      

PS: thanks for the e-mail, Beverlyn~ = )

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