There it is … a wide stretch of flowing land mass taking space. There’s nothing special about it, except it
is majestically dressed in verdant green which requires a trim every so often,
especially in summer time. On its many passing days, it simply gets clobbered
by growths above it. Children’s little feet which used to trudge them in active
play, have now left; they found new grounds to explore and trample. The used-to-be gardener’s haven likewise no
longer yields bright blossoms, fresh herbs or vegetables waiting to be picked,
consumed and enjoyed. Useless, prickly
green grass on its flat body fades slowly, and waits for autumn and winter to
come and pass. Somehow, it hopes to again
rise and multiply on the sitting empty land it claims home.
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