I wrote this poem in 10th grade. My mom has been asking me to find it for the past week. Fear to the grass is the middle of August, nothing to wet its lips while the air vacuums every bit of green out of the plants until they are on their knees begging for mercy Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Published by Mr. Baconbitz View all posts by Mr. Baconbitz
3 thoughts on “The Lawn’s Holocaust”
Thanks for posting. Hard theme for a 10 year old. Now counter with an ode to resilience. 🤔
OoopsPoops. Meant 10th grader!!!!!!
love the metaphors….10th grade huh? hope you have plenty of blank pages around to keep filling up! love reading them all.
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