I’m not eager to know you
Greet you on casual terms
I’d rather leave it all a mystery
Let life have its thrills
Even when I know
Your humor is limitless
So in my next life
Make me a blade of grass
Then I’ll be exactly as I am
Getting cut down
To grow again
Only to be ****** and **** on
Starve for deeper understanding
That I hold the earth together
Direct raindrops
So they never fall alone
Bend and conform
To the soles of your shoes
Always catching you when you fall
Leaving an encore on your arms
When you roll down a hill
Enjoying those childish memories
I just want you to know
In my next life
Make me no worse then I am
And no better
Seems I found my niche
Whatever I become