Green Grass

By Gypsie-Ami Offenbacher-Ferris

Grass oh grass why do you grow
where you are unwelcome not wanted
in my flowers and sweet garden soil?

Not within the great expanse of lawn where in Spring you were sown,
no puerile carpet except in these beds.

Beds prepared for flowers and bushes
and such, are not made for rippled clumps of long verdant green blades.

The flowers are lovely I do so agree,
but their spot is theirs and the yard’s
for your waving verdurous hue.

So I must remove from my garden’s
rich loam, the small protruding
slivers of grass where it’s strayed.