The Grass Can Still Be Yours

by Gabrielle Barnes

how you always come cut the grass when you get lonely. how you
always come cut the grass when you miss us. you come to cut it
just for mom. when the house on the grass was still yours. when
it was greener&younger. when it was full of morning dew. of
honey. the way you used to be. now it’s dying slowly. how it’s
becoming weeds. turning to hay straw. until you come & cut it.

the grass can still be yours.