Grass Poem by RosaLee Marybeth
Grass
cuts
burns
bruises
she'll learn.
shackled to her 'dignity'
in love with her misery.
now it's gone!
the chains now gone?
needs to be replaced with
'the little read riding hood, ' arm.
feline?
not a scratch.
slipped?
on the grass.
why is it only yards can be cut?
I wanna cut!
stay off my grass.
Sunday, February 3, 2013
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