Grass Poem by jasmin bell

Grass



green, green grass,
grows very fast,
all day long, every week,
very soft under your feet,
you could almost sneak,
down to the creek,
i walk on the grass,
every day,
in the present and in the past.

By Jazz and Jess

Sunday, July 5, 2009
Topic(s) of this poem: green
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