As I lay in your lawn

I am not grass.

You cannot plant me

To then cut me down.

I am not a lawn.

 

I am not a plant

anchored by roots.

I fly across the sky.

I am not their lawn.

 

I am a dandelion seed.

I soar across the sky

Like the breezy wind.

I am not your lawn.

 

I am not something

To be pruned and cut.

Stop cutting me!

I am not her lawn.

 

Weeds, oh you

under-loved weeds.

I am you! I am wild!

I am not his lawn.

 

The garden lends me

Its ears.

It hears my complaint

As I lay in the lawn.

This poem is about: 
Me
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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