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Green Grass

as i sit here in the deps of
the green grass
trying so hard not to laugh
i find my happy days there
some sad ,theres nothing but a tear

this green grass has so
many secrets that i ve told so many time before
i cant just tell my feeling ,so i let them all go
i think to myself maybe somewhere out there theres hope

green grass 
green grass 
here my prayer 
sometimes i sit there
and all i can hear is a whisper 
from the grate down deps of green
grass mystical

green grass as i sit here in the deps of
the green grass
trying so hard not to laugh
i find my happy days there
some sad ,theres nothing but a tear

green grass 
has become my friend
and all that we have
i give my thanks to green grass 
for listing to my tears,my cheers
my dreams,my fears
my hopes

i know  the story was long and slow
but thanks green grass you gave me hope
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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April 16, 2016 at 12:57 AM
LATIKA CARLEY, awesome poem. linda
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March 3, 2009 at 7:34 PM
Ahh-Mazing! This poem has a lot of depth! I very much enjoyed it! And with me being 13, I cant easily relate! Thanks for sharing! Much love, ~Catherine:)
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