Silently Grows The Grass

A dog took a man for a walk,

I told a little bird.

A horse saw a beautiful person 

hanging their head over the fence,

so it stroked the person's face

the muddy paddock marking its hooves.

A fence jumped over a sheep

as the sheep counted the people that don't sleep.

Trees don't grow far from their acorns

but the log slept like a human.

Mist.

By day the shadows run and hide 'neath a tree

sleeping by night 

only woken by the bright light of the moon

as the earth rejects the sun, 

winter creeps in - autumn leaves

'fall' in America.

Leaves the carpet of gold.

With a great fanfare - silently grows the grass.