Tuesday, December 16, 2014

blades of grass

i walked right out my front door
to learn from natures floor
the dirt the streets and the sidewalk
they say so much yet they don't talk

& what my toes touched last
the blades of grass


taught me how to grow 
to let the sun run the show
focus on the shine 
& this lovely earth of yours, and mine



my pops told me 
long ago
that some folks 
just think they know


all about life

its thoughts 
its rhymes 
its story times

and we cant last

but they are wrong 
and i love you
so please come too



as times goes on this world will change 
but our love will stay the same
but then one day we will die
and watch our souls will fly
and there will lay our hands are grasped 
in the blades of grass

2 comments:

  1. This had rhythm, rhythm, rhythm. And beauty.

    Who knew that blades of grass could be so poetic.

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  2. "Focus on the shine"

    Ok. You got me feelin happy & poetic and such. LUV.

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