Friends and Grass
We are like glue. Sticking Not to the sides of the bottle but How you gum signs on walls I got no clue Fixing Street wars bounty posters, Like ladies perm and wave Hairs absorbed in salon gossips. Heads, We here be rolling on the Ground, weaving grass pillows And knots. Had A friendship be as strong as a cord made of Twisted strands of good moments, Shared memories and chatter Ours be the warmth and laughter And the click for space in the camera gallery Or on Polaroid film-strips. My faves In the woods, Bushes and the plains are The ground, the sky above and Whatever fills the void In between. I got friends and grass, what more!