The Grain S Head Poem by Ojeikpo Elijah

The grain's head sways in the summer breeze
Golden hues dancing with such ease
Beneath the warm sun, it grows and thrives
A perfect sight for wondering eyes
It's a symphony, this field of grain
Each stalk humming its own refrain
Whispering secrets to the sky
As the wind carries their lullaby
And as the days pass, it stands tall
With each passing hour, it grows more enthralling
Whispering tales of the earth's embrace
A story of nature's unbreakable grace
The grain's head, a symbol of life
Through struggles and strife, it still thrives
Nourishing the land with its grains
A humble gift that nature sustains
Oh, how acoustic is its tune
A song of the land, a melody in bloom
With its gentle rustle, it soothes the soul
A reminder that beauty can be found in the whole
So let us marvel at the grain's head
Embrace its presence, let it be our stead
For in its simplicity, we find true essence
A humble reminder of life's magnificence.