Grass in My Lawn
When I was a little girl,
My lawn was my living room,
With a lush green carpet,
And one blade of grass to bloom.
I chewed on this single blade.
I read a plethora of books,
This little girl.
While I looked,
I chewed on this blade of grass.
My mother asked me to come to dinner,
But I would rather casually read.
Sci-fi was a ton,
More than what my mother would feed.
One day, I actually saw the lawn,
I actually looked at the blade I chewed.
I realized the grass blades were as many,
As the words in my books.
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