Upon The Ground Poem by RIC BASTASA
Upon The Ground
it is about to rain
but i insist on staying on the ground
i lay my head on a rock
look at the trees
leaves spreading
everything is green
these are what i miss
from the ground looking up
seeing only leaves and twigs
and barks and trunks
and then it rains
i have no time to run
i decide to stay
and look at the same view
now wet and
mournful.
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