I miss the friend that kept me safe, it kept me warm in my fragile state. I now walk proudly and without hesitation, knowing the friend that became my saviour is thriving surrounded by its fellow nature.
Do you wonder, like me, if fawns miss the warmth of the grass that protected them before their legs could carry their weight?
Lying in the garden On the Earth’s green grass Holding hands together As we talk about the clouds We study them and look for clues Of what the future holds We watch the fluffs, white on blue Seeing shapes, a story told
We lie on grass until night Relaxing in embrace Having fun in the lovers’ garden On Earth, the happiest place The wind is playing with the trees The sky is full of stars We talk about what the other sees And enjoy the lovely smell of grass
More puddle steps that everyday Fall back again with water rain More tiny drops of water snow And concrete grasses wet the stone: More morning blue that fills the trees And vapid air that sets the breeze: In spring, and yet with winters loud, The sultry days the world bestows: Of mid sunshine in evening days, Sour grass set the mellow rays; A cousin-friend to summer's life; The April springs of Toronto life.
She sat there plucking bits out of the long grass in her hand The wind ruffled her hair, lifting her eyelashes to the majestic view of the sunflower meadow The sun setting had made a dark scarlet and purple hue in the sky The birds retreating back to their nests Over with their daily hunt for food, and singing their melodies She sang her own song and whistled to the tune of the birds Her eyes sparkling from the last rays of sun, she closed her eyes Laying her head on the soft grass, she dozed into the night of stars
the first days of spring are upon us and the rebirth is apparent in things all around us from the leaves slowly growing back to the grass, in need of mowing from growing fast squirrels nibbling on juniper berries the scent in air, sappy tar carried with pollen intermixed your allergies amiss though still fortunate for the spring