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I Run Through the Grass

1.
I run through the grass.
I am fast and free.
No one can stop me.
I don’t care how fast I run
As long as I run.
I run like the wind.
No one can stop me.

2.
I run through the grass.
A leg shoots out, trips me.
I run through the pain.
But I run a bit slower.
Why did that happen?


It isn’t my fault.
Still, no one can stop me.

3.
I run through the grass.
A leg shoots out, trips me.
I run through the pain, but
Now I run much slower.
Almost walking.
I barely run.
Why did that happen?
Maybe someone can stop me.

4.
I run through the grass.
A leg shoots out, trips me.
I stop running.

5.
I run through the grass, faster than before.
A leg shoots out, trips me.
I run even faster.
No one can stop me.




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AngelicaM said...
Sept. 25, 2010 at 6:43 pm:
This poem is beautiful and teaches a valuable lesson. Honestly, I know what it's like to be unable to sing in the pitch socially accepted, but I sing anyway because I enjoy it! :)
 
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