As fresh as a new laid,
as calming as a summers day,
crawling with life.
I poke my head out from the ground,
tall and lush,
proud.
My goal is only one to be,
to shelter,
and save, you see?
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Author:
atticus_made (Pseudonym) (
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- Comment from author about the poem: A small poem, I thought of doing something comedic
- Category: Nature
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Comments1
It shows one the simplicity of something like grass. Is the thing poking out of the grass a worm?
Similar! It is the grass poking out, to shield worms from drying out, I was feeling rather silly
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