Rolling mounds of earth
Flowing through a valley
Blanketed with a cover of growing grasses
Short and tall
Medium and small
Little splashes of colors
Bloom in spring day
As April showers bring May flowers
The rain washes over the hills
The wind rustles the stalks back and forth
The plants fighting the wind
Flying every which way
But always staying still
Rooted to the ground
Gray clouds tumbling through the sky
Crying over the loss of the sun
And the plants press close to their home
As the wind hurdles at them
Threatening to take them away
Dots of color float in the wind
The petals that lost the battle