string of a grass
string of a grass
it’s dark green
with growth
it keeps growing
growing
until finally touches the
blue skies
a piece of long skinny grass
it never reaches the cloud
nor the morning moon
only my nose
and my hand
can softly tickles…
oh string of a grass
shining and brand new
kinda pretty even fresh
but it’s just grass
that sways into the nice breeze……
~
mom gave me a string of a grass and was inspire to write about it….
10 comments:
That's a good inspiration! :)
very good job!
thanks
Moms have a tendency to always give kids stuff like that. I haven't stopped writing about things my ma has given me.
Nice poem, BTW
And thanks to your Mom. Nicely done, Kai.
Mom knows best..:D
very nice, kai!
i love the tall grasses...
I remember once in an English class we were given a blade of grass and asked to write about it. I just sat there...and sat there...and my pen didn't move.
You have done so well with this.
great gift
and
a great response
cheers
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