Sea of Grass

I watch the sea grass sway in the wind the great ocean of our land no longer does the its great ships pass their skelatons long forgotten memories no more are we considered pioneers to brave this land Well settled people call this place with neighbors just miles away we are just one community ready to face hardships that come are way but we have a secret that I will tell though many say this place is a settled land we are still pioneers we look to the stars and dream, big dreams.