he mowed down. He watered
me and cut me down. I grew
even in the shade. I stood up
straight, an emerald blade. Stood as

grey clouds rolled in and
the rain fell, as the dew
dropped pearls upon my cells. I stood
in the sun's scorching rays that

turned my sweet green into yellow
hay. I looked up to the cornflower
sky, as the blinding wind flew right
by. Bunnies nibbled my leaves and

dogs peed on me. Men and women
walked all over me, leaving me
lying on my side flat. But still,
here I am! I sprung back!