I saw you again,
As I walked through the grassy grain.
You sometimes make me wonder,
Are you under a cover?
The leaves hide you,
Like you are brand new,
While you hide in your blanket of green,
I look at the birds with their feathers being preen.
They know who you are!
Why can't I be like the beautiful birds that are your stars?!
Soon winter comes And your leaves fall and fumble..
Now I know why you hid and mumbled....