Grass Poem by Sally Walker

Grass



I just like to sit there because it's nowhere important. It's pretty but simple. I am the grass outside I sit on. With lil daisies, fresh cut green grass and pretty water droplets that shine as the light hits them.

Thursday, October 31, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: green,happy,home,light,water
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