I Know How The Grass Works - Poem by RIC S. BASTASA

they die and they grow
and they repeat this cycle all over again
even if we are finally gone and buried underneath them.

i know how they are tended and burned,
i like how they spread far and wide and become the green coat of the
mountains again.

what i cannot understand is the departure of two lovers
who slept once under the moon on a dark night on that same grass.

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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 30, 2010

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