Our Grass
In Sunshine's joy, babes leap barefoot
On a cushion of green,
And the grass laughs; kneeling serene
Before ten toes so soft.
But when dusk falls and the streets throb
And when teacups yawn and easels
Replace tight silk ties; then grass shrieks
Before polished boots so tall.
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