Tears of Grass
I moved through bushes
in the morning it was
stepping on grass
hurrying to till my garden
grass cried silently
its tears made me wet
birds jumped tree to tree
none greeted me that morn
as I scattered their beds
and disturbed their sleep
that wet early morning
Copyright © Solomon Ochwo-Oburu | Year Posted 2017
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