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Somewhere Else the Grass Is Greener

Somewhere Else The Grass Is Greener

In all the wishing for something better
maybe I miss the things that are here
now
in fact I have found the grass not really greener
somewhere else
just a different shade of green
and sometimes.......
not even green at all
sometimes it's even brown
with little dandelions
poking up their heads
as if to say
I have a pretty shade of green
if you look closely
most do not call me flower
yet my petals burst brighter than the sun
even if everything around here is brown
desolate
I am in this place called "somewhere"
I call myself "flower"
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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