Waving grass tall and dancing
Sitting, kneeling little fawn
All about were children prancing
I always knew she was gone
Slowly, slowly drifting near
Then far, far away I fear

Vast as the ocean at high tide
Waves of green dotted yellow
Tall were the grasses that drooped and sighed
Flowers sing and nod their heads’ mellow
The prairie listens and lives in trance
As the children give hardly a glance

But one who kneels down low
Knees wet from early rained on earth
Between strands of grass’d row
Crawl and live insects in dearth
She watches in wonder waiting to see
What life in the world her’s will be

Pulling up grass, snapping off the roots
She twists and bends and ties knots
Carefully she holds herself, her heavy boots
Set atop the grass; she knots
And from her hand they fall.
Tiny little figures; a grass doll

Waving grass, green and dancing
Sitting, kneeling little fawn
All about were children prancing
I always knew she was gone
Slowly, slowly drifting near
Then far, far away I fear