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Mar 2014
blade of grass, grouped like soldiers
makes a lawn, to battle weeds,
to battle floods,Β Β even makes a
walkway for slugs, ughh!

blade of grass infested by weeds,
that is what happens with foreign seed,
with a vicious wit, and an appetite,
will tower over the thin blade, day and night,
leaving the grass, starving for attention.

blade of grass grown taller,
hold to your lips, the reed
squeeler, whistle caller mirroring
the night sky for every blade of grass,
is there a star?

blade of grass with roots that hold,
grab the dirt, and won't let go,
sure some grass blades do fall,
yes some don't grow at all,

but if even one can hang on,
dance in the breeze, until it warms
grow so tall as to reach for the sun,
what is your problem, eh?
Ha ha!
Ottar
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