The Field Poem by jasmine shipp

There once was a field of grass

That danced to the singing of the wind

When the wind hit high notes the grass knew to dance to the right

Wiggling their bodies in delight

When the wind sang low and smooth

The grass shook their hips and barley moved

When the music would stop

The grass knew that the wind had to leave

The grass stud tall and thin

And said fair well my friend for tomorrow we shall dance again