Gods Grass
A blade of grass
Natures knife
Through your finger
It can slice
Run barefoot
Through field and thatch
Not a scratch
Hot heat sun
Grass brown die suffer
Days of rain
Green recover
Strange plant grass
Miraculous
Copyright © John Scott | Year Posted 2019
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